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The Lonely SoulA lonely soul,
Left to rot.
It starts to die,
After it fought.

It broke in two,
Then to four.
It was left scattered,
All over the floor.

It finds another soul,
It thought it was happy.
Until it realized,
The soul wasn't with it.

To this day,
It hopes and prays.
That sometime soon,
The souls will come together...and stay.

breathe softly for memy dreams of you are saturated,
as briefly, hotly alive as flame.

i want to explore your sweet hand

trail lightly over your knuckles and down to the very tips of your fingers,
travel the lines in your palm like crooked country roads.

i want to put my face in the warm secret of your neck
run my hands over every juncture of your body

the in-and-out of your waist’s curvature,
the cord of tendon in the crook of your knee.

i want to kiss the innermost part of your thigh
the tender skin taut over the pelvic bone

press my lips there
and murmur with my eyes shut that

oh god, i love you.

Let Me KnowI can’t tell if this is love or inspiration
or the songbird’s melody fresh in my ears,
woven into my heart.
My heart is like a woven basket:
each treasure stowed carefully;
but no basket is fool-proof.
That’s why this feeling can’t be identified-
my basket is bursting at the seams,
and it’s getting a little too heavy to carry.
I need someone to share these treasures with,
Yet I fear this is
fleeting
flying
fugitive.
So help me.
Let me know if this is love or inspiration
or the songbird at my window.
Let me know this is love
and ground me
because I am a helium balloon
with a big fat smile ac

2.05from ashes you rose,
and to ashes you will return,
skin ripped from muscle
and muscle from bone

i will watch you burn
and laugh as your fingernails,
still red with my blood
melt into your skin

yes, i will burn with you
but at least this fire knows
no other woman's touch
and at least death
tells no lies

My lost taleI watch
I fall
I fell
I watched
I won
I lost
I cut
I scarred
I laughed
I cried
He’s the reason why
He hurt me
He cheated
He lied
He cut
He scarred
She cussed
She fought
She yell

relicsi shouldn't need reminders that you exist
but
littered chocolate wrappers
the dull warmth of library seats
stray threads from your skirt
incomprehensible scraps of study notes
your name on the notice board
and effusive laughs from other rooms
make me quite warm inside

NevrozaÎnchide-mi ochii și fă-mă să cred că ești adevărat
Întunericul nu încuie lacăte pentru totdeauna
Lacul de unghii nu vopsește și inimi
Ce e cald rămâne roșu
Albastrul e pentru marțieni
Și pentru diminețile reci.
Nici zațul nu poate să-mi mai vadă viitorul
E crunt, e-amar
E un coșmar în cămașă de noapte la semafor
Așteaptă să se facă verde.
Dacă nu poți trăi fără iubire
Te voi ajuta să ți-o imaginezi.

falling in love on SkypeI first met you on Skype,
our conversation kept going from day to night.
Our hearts beat like a drum,
as we came together as one,
we confessed our love to each other,
as we fell in deep love for the first time.
Speechless from meeting each other,
we blushed as red as a cherries,
wishing that we were side by side.

But month later,
seeing each other one last tine,
you turned off your Skype,
and stepped out to the war.
my tears kept flowing a thousand time,
my heart shattered like broken glass,
as the rain poured, it cover my pain.

My once cherry cheeks are now stained with tears,
will they ever go away?
as everyday is a miserable day,
i al

Perfect MemoriesI gave you my
broken dreams,
and you turned
them into distant
memories.

LoveAs darkness from the deep abyss

As a sweet angel's kiss

A dream, a fear, so far, so near

A desire, a need, so dim, so clear

One's daydream, one's love

One's hand, one's glove

A journey of a lifetime, capable of incredible feats

A fight eternal, to find the missing puzzle piece

9:02scenes of war radiate over us, leaving your skin aglow
my heartbroken limbs cling to your lanky side
I cling to you for fear of falling, fear of losing the breath from my chest
but your lips, unforgivably soft, giving the kind of kiss that begs for more
my breaths fall into you as your eyes fall just as heavy
volume up to keep sleep at bay, effortlessly I fit into your arms
gaps in shutters leave space for skyline light to creep
slowly light begins to turn to grey, invading our 2am skin.

HeartHeart

My heart throbs as you draw close

Blood roars through my body

I feel butterflies flutter inside

My breathing picks up

I feel slight panic

I never know what to do

You smile

I smile back

You close your eyes

Lean toward me

My butterflies tickle more rapidly

I lean down to meet you

Our lips meet

I wrap my arms around you

And sink into bliss

See me insideI would tell you how I feel
If the courage I had was real
I should tell you but
I keep my feelings locked in a ceel

Every time I have you in my Grasps
I let you go
Scared of what will happen
Scared of what you can know

Only if you could look inside
What's on my mind
The feelings I hide

Love is goneLife is over
Buried in hatred
Love is gone
He has won
But there is hope
For she is still alive
Yet I am not
Love is gone
And she is still there
Where I stood
With her
Before the end
And she mourns
And I cry
For I know she and I will never be
And he knows too
As the tides die
The moon hides
Yet she is still there
Mourning
Love is gone
And I lose
But she does not
And I can be happy
To know she is safe
And when that day comes
I will be happy again
Love is gone

You want me?I want your loving embrace
It took me a lot to know this is the case
I don't want my love to go to waste
And be left alone with a bitter taste
I feel your passionate words surround me
Slowly but surely they fill me with glee
I want to do the same for you
It's something I have to wait to do
Be careful, my father can be mean
And I can't date till I'm 16
You sit the and patiently wait
You desperately want to be my mate
Sometimes love seems too scary
You act like I'm the one you'll marry
If I concetrate, your almost there
Is it bad I want to hide that I care?
If so I apologize
I find it hard to be wise
I love you
Yes I do
One of the only things i

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BreakGod, I've got to get this
Off of my chest.
It's been there for a while,
And I think I need to say it.

Have you ever been fake?
You know,
Put up a front
So people would like you.
I've done it,
And let me tell you,
Being something
You know you're not?
It sucks.

You pretend to be
The good girl
So the good girls
Will like you.
You pretend to be
The bad girl
So the bad girls
Will like you.
What's fair in that?
Nothing.
It's awful.
It's sick.
It's disgusting.
Gross.

I've done it.
I'm pretty sure
Everyone
In this room has.
It's not nice.
You try to put up
Some cover
So people will
Believe anything.
Trust me,
Some

Band-AidHey, there.
Remember me?
The girl who you used to be
Inseparable with.
Yeah, it's been a while.
A while since we've laughed,
Often over coffee
Or assorted junk food snacks.
A while since we've seen
Each other in the flesh,
With those great big hugs
You were so good at giving.
A while since we've had
An impromptu staring contest
Or a movie viewing for us only.
A while since we've talked
Face-to-face, eye-to-eye,
Hearts on our sleeves.
We didn't dare judge each other.
We were best friends.

Now you're gone.
I don't get responses
When I send you a text message.
I don't get a forward
When I message you online.
I don't get

Library BooksCheck out.
Check in.
Flip through the pages
Worn away by
Numerous uses.
Yellowed and frayed,
Edges rounded and dull.
Engrossed in each read,
Something you have
Temporarily,
You take advantage of
Limited uses.

Check out.
Check in.
Carry the piles
That are heavy
And weighed down
By epic adventures
And marvelous tales
Of extravagant proportions.
Only you carry them
Because you want to
Educate yourself
On the abnormal.

Check out.
Check in.
It's mad world
Where we live.
Why don't we just
Try to spread a little love
And a little less hate?
Read these novellas
And then you'll understand.

Check out.
Check in.
Frust

PoetI never really thought of myself as a poet.
I often thought of myself as a writer.
I believed that I had suffered enough
To put it all down on paper.

Ink blotted my papers and binders.
They were black and shabby,
Falling apart at the seams,
But I refused to pitch the things.
I've got twenty notebooks
Filled with everything I've ever felt
Stashed away in my closet somewhere.
I guess my subconscious told me
That if I got rid of them,
I'd be losing the biggest part of me.

My poetry wasn't always so diverse.
I mainly wrote of death,
Which is always a social turn-off.
People looked at me strangely,
Like I was some peculiar being

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Dear Valentine: To A Person I've Yet To Encounter

by ~otakuplaywright, Feb 14, 2012, 1:56:28 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

I know life is beautiful,
Cobblestone walkways
Lead me to my castle.
Yet, I keep feeling like
Something's missing.
In this world of injustice,
fairness broken
And lives lost, I should
Be thankful for what I've got.
Love comes naturally,
Not on command like someone's
Pet, I've actually got some
Self respect, I doubt
Any other girl sees it that way.
Does it hurt a little? Sure.
When I walk through the
Hallways and all the other girls
Have flowers, people assume
I'm indifferent.
I'm just independent,
They think to themselves.
I have this persona
Of being one of the shyest,
Quirkiest, most closed-off
Of all the people I know.
I'm not trying.
It's just how I am.
I don't know how to function,
For lack of a better term,
And I'm awkward,
Gangly and strange,
I embrace it, my eccentricity
Is what keeps me going,
My electricity, I've yet to meet
Someone who works like I do.
Maybe I have and I don't know it.
Maybe they're just as
Shy and quirky and closed off as I,
I am too quiet around people
To ask them what they think,
Let alone how they do it.
I don't want someone to laugh
At my atrociously punny jokes.
I know they suck.
I don't need anyone to challenge me,
Or my intellectual capability.
I don't want someone to patronize me,
Tell me that I ought to be
Better than all I sought to be.
I want someone to love all of me.
I want someone who's ballsy enough
To tell me how bad my jokes are,
Or who can watch a documentary
Without falling asleep.
I want someone who loves all of me,
Believes in me, and helps me
Achieve what I want to be.
I don't know who he is.
I don't know if he exists.
I could know him and not realize it.
All I can do is wish him
A happy Valentine's Day
And hope that in ten years I meet him.

Dear Valentine: To A Person I've Yet To Encounterby ~otakuplaywright

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

_{Okay, I was never one for Valentine's Day. It's mushy and gooey and I get fat eating all my pity candy. But I realize it's really quite lovely when you get down to it. So instead of moping, I'm setting out a goal. *smile*}

~bandgeek4evur Feb 14, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Hi rina!!!!!! I like it, and feell the same, I'm just waiting till I wanna serious dude I canlisten to my chem with and watch funny movies from the 80s and 90. Wow that sounds sad. Oh well, I guess I'm saying is I guess I get it. As long as your happy, I'm cool

~otakuplaywright Feb 14, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

YOU WEREN'T AT SCHOOL TODAY. I YELLED AT YOU IN SPIRIT. I started talking to Kaitlyn about Ben in your place and then I realized midconversation that I hadn't told her I liked him yet. XD

~bandgeek4evur Feb 14, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

You talked to Ben!!!!!!! I'm so proud
Don't worry, I'll be there tomorrow. What did I miss today?

~otakuplaywright Feb 14, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I didn't talk to him. You misinterpreted my statement.

And you missed Benchmarks. And Mr. D's test. And Pamela's whorepants. XD

~YourBuddyBill Feb 14, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Good work! I know a few people who need to do the same.

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