weeeeee :)personal doodle will be placed here
and i run out of words..literally
CLUBS
EloquentNow, what do i really have to say? beside 'I love you' and 'i thought of you everyday'? what more can i say?, and what more can i do? besides letting go and moving on too?Eloquent
what do painters really have to say? besides a thousand words and unheard cliches? sculptures could bring out what they mean, but why does my love for you remain unseen?
words so simple, yet so hard to comprehend, spoken lungauage is even hard to understand. what stays unhidden will remain unknown, always by my side but constantly alone.
there never is enough time in the day,
Mutual Apathetic Romance: Girlhere i go again, thinking of you and me,Mutual Apathetic Romance: Girl
wondering if it were all just fantasies..
wondering if you ever loved me true,
wondering if i could ever be the right one for you..
i looked back, i saw your eyes looking through mine,
but now it's just a part of a forgotten time..
without you by my side i will never be fine,
no sun in my sky will once again shine.
crazy thoughts run through my head,
why did you not love me instead?
why can't you seem to see who really loves you so?
must you get hu
Beggedyour perfect embraceBegged
is tight no more,
your gentle kiss
is not warm anymore.
i know deep inside
you'll be no longer mine,
that's why i'm asking myself
just one more time..
why do i love you
even though you love another?
why do i pretend she's just your past,
when i know in your heart
it's only her..
why did she have to come?
now you love me no more..
why did you have to meet her?
now you don't lov
unreasonableunreasonable
you scorn me with the truth and insult me with your lies, loving you beyond reason was unquestionably unwise.
so i dream of dreams that will never come true, constantly coming back to hauntings of only you.
the deceit, the played charades and the games, were hidden with your words, they now mean the same.
but i cry for words that have no meaning, you gave me false love that was not worth having.
i pray for love that will never be mine, i'd risk everything and lay it on the line.
the pain is numbing, lacerating my soul, all i
ScornedDarkness…barely registered.Scorned
Holding the six-shooter in my hands.
The blood, like holy water on my face.
What an unconventional baptism…
Hold your breath and count to ten.
They’re all dead or dying now.
All must meet their tragic end…
Be mindful of the corpse in the corner,
I used to love him.
Now his beautiful body lay twisted like lace,
Among the once white gossamer curtains he clung to.
He didn’t even get to hear his own scream.
So perfect and melodious.
Take the picture before the death settles on his skin.
I want to remem
Some Uninspired, Artsy TitleSome Uninspired, Artsy TitleSome Uninspired, Artsy Title
Cookie-cutter excrement to society is excellent to business patrons makin' bacon makin' dough-- my head is shakin'. Have they taken everything that meant something to somebody that was different in its own way but now it's like a snowflake-- maybe different somewhere down deep in the places that most don't seek. With these words now lodged on file you may be thinking I'm a child "whining about what?" something I can't touch? I'll tell you why it matters: the individual it shatters. 10's and 20's
To Touch The SkyAll this time you knew I wasn’t real. We were twisting together Intermingling ourselves into the clouds Into the little wisps of muddled memory Floating above your body, And it radiated from you. When I carried your soul higher In the soft cumulus fog distorting me I peeled the layers away To see your fear that this would never last.To Touch The Sky
Your arms reached out to hold me Knowing all you ever met was vapor. When you pleaded to touch me I whispered I would put you back And again at your very core you knew Of my lies like cold breath on the wind. &nb
My lovely friendMy lovely friend, so soft and broken, still I love thee. Your missing one blue button eye, and tuffs of cotton life, still fall out of those seams. So under cared for, and over looked, by everyone but I.My lovely friend
Your rough fur, is missing in places, and that smile, that always got a smile in return, is only half there. Through my tears,
and bitter anger, you kept me sane. And your arms, as small as they were, gave me a hug,
when one was needed. And that one button eye, gave me confort.
Through thick
 ei guys! it's me shryne  i decided to open another account for my poetry and short story needs. poetry is also my passion, and i can't simply abandon it. most of my watchers over ~laceratedwrists prefer manips from me, and i respect that, that is why i made this account. will update this tomorrow, for i am so sleepy  |
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