now that it's gone it's like it wasn't ever there 
Regretful| I write poems and thats about it...sometimes i'll pop out something else ..... the music i've been listening to influences my writing sometimes you can tell but most of the time i write to get my feelings out. write about shit thats been going on in my life. the stuff thats on paper don't worry about i'll be okay it's the stuff that i keep in that you should worry about |
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Holding Flowersand the new happiness i have found makes me truely see how unhappy I have been and the thing I used to ignore I now see clearly now that there are no flaws for me to be blind to I'm not making comparrisons I'm just wakin from a lie I had so long been living and accepting the new joys that I have found letting go of the knife that was in my hands i'm holding flowers nowHolding Flowers
by ~N0-R3AL-PR0BL3MS
Coil Springlike a coil wound too tightly i was damn near snapping but your helping me slowly unwind but i could easily wind back up and i could still snap remember I'm a spring and even after i'm unwound I still bounce and pushCoil Spring
by ~N0-R3AL-PR0BL3MS
RebuildI destroy the things i love and shape them into things I love even moreRebuild
by ~N0-R3AL-PR0BL3MS
No measurewe have been taught and we have learned to measure in numbers in hours and seconds in cups and ounces in pounds and grams in dollars and cents but how do you measure things like sorrow happiness love how truely lonely you are or how much you miss the one you love you can count the tears or you could count the smiles but that doesn't really measure the feelingsNo measure
you could rate it on a scale of 1 to 10 but that couldn't do our love justice that wouldn't let you comprehend my pain there is no measure
by ~N0-R3AL-PR0BL3MS
Random Favourites
Honey, We're A Living Cliche.I am staring at the bus window. Focusing in on the specks of mud and evaporated water on the glass, connecting the dots. Making constellations in my mind. I gaze past them (if I look at them too long, my good senses remind me that I am marveling at dirt) into the tawny oceans that surround this town. I feel like swimming. I shed my skin and dive into a memory. I'm running, running, running. I hold my hands just above the tops of the wheat and let them tickle my palms. I feel like a living cliché, and I love it. I tease you, yelling from the center of the small field that you'll never catch me. (I know you can, I've watched you from behinHoney, We're A Living Cliche.
by ~vampirate14
I Need My LullabyI Need My Lullaby ~I Need My Lullaby
I lie awake tonight Tossing and turning for hours Tears washing down my face Longing for what I can’t have Love, can you hear me?
I need my lullaby The sound of your voice singing in my ears Taking away all my fears Maybe I could fall asleep tonight
But this trembling keeps me aching Shadows of my fears stalking me in the dark I stare up at the empty ceiling And it feels like I’m being smothered Love, can you save me?
I need my lullaby The sound of your voice making me smile Giving me
by ~bookfairy14
UntitledThere’s a girl out of town who sings her own songs, She lives out her bedroom and doesn’t know that it’s wrong. She’ll break your little heart and feel much too bad, She’s a million different things but she’s mostly just sad.Untitled
Do you ever want to break down and jump out of line? Rebel against the system and look for any sign. She’s a dreamer but she’s awake, no stopping her now, You wonder if she’ll make it but she already knows how.
All alone on a sidewalk, humming a melody, Suddenly shouting, “Now look at me!”
by ~xbarelyxbreathingx
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- Current Residence: this chair that I sit in while typing
- Interests: MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC!!!!!! art , my friends , my bf
- Favourite movie: Corpse bride and nightmare before x-mas
- Favourite band or musician: Well i have a TON... but I must say mcr and the used, the spill canvas and SOAD to name three
- Favourite genre of music: ALMOST anything
- Favourite artist: Andy warhol
- Favourite poet or writer: POE!! and Baudelaire
- Shell of choice: the one my hermit crab used to live in until he died ... lol jk idk
- Wallpaper of choice: the kind that goes on walls
- Skin of choice: pass
- Favourite game: DDR
- Favourite gaming platform: anything that plays DDR and the old school syystems anybody reemeber the old game boys ? love them!
- Favourite cartoon character: grim! and pon and zi
- Personal Quote: "Someday you will quote me" "can i quote that"
- Tools of the Trade: these hands, this insane mind and tormented heart
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Stop by and tell us what you think! Is it done? Or do you think there is more to be added?
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Hey now now now Hey now Hey Baby
Baby's gettin older, my baby's gettin older
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~IIIXII,~FrayedHeartString,~HudsonRyde,~orange-and-fluffly,~the-burning-rose,~Crooked-Frame1408 and ~colleen721
it was great to be apart of this project. thank you
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Hey now now now Hey now Hey Baby
Baby's gettin older, my baby's gettin older
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~IIIXII,~FrayedHeartString,~HudsonRyde,~orange-and-fluffly,~the-burning-rose,~Crooked-Frame1408 and ~colleen721
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Band geek and proud of it!
(Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet soup?)
All those who believe in telekinesis, raise my hand.
Smile, and the world will smile with you. Laugh and they'll all think you're on drugs.
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"I have no real problems...but I like to make Believe
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ArtiSinPain + KakeraNoKirei =
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