CreautureThat creature in my caged mind escapes that of which you can grasp To exist int he past and hope for the future this creature is indecision And its friend fury and confusion I sit here and my brain writhes with the "what if" Burning and hoping for the past Yet thriving for what tomorrow holds so jealously so envious for the treasures of tomorrow as it moves to the future such the oxymoron The ultimate tug of war raged inside of me fun... or meaning? love... or acceptance all that has happened will never change but creature wish it wouldCreauture
Forever and NeverWith fingers intertwined and hearts crossed Swears and promises up and down the ladders We ignore the underlying beast So stealthy and quiet Every second we spend it stalks closer The ruiner time Because we both know what is to come the inevitable end the sleep into night drifting away from another love bonds with foresight dread the stress of distance words like, college oh so dreadful So sitting there fingers woven together as though we were conjoined taking every moment for granted Living for the now As I slip into tomorrForever and Never
Job -not the one in the bible-When that thing called age Finally catches up to you It wields a huge gigantic weapon It is called... work It hurts and lashes you But how could that be? I spent most of my youth dreaming and hoping for that day when I could roll in the cash I started mowing lawns delivering papers but when I found that one that was steady it was really a nightmare atrocities of stolen youth the winds of the hours you spend there wear on friendships bear on other endevours music, games, even sleep become only close seconds to.... The Job GodJob -not the one in the bible-
BackYou know that place Once upon a time ago lands far away those places that took you far far from reality To forests and seas Beaches and desserts To different places of the mind The place on the inside of your eyelids When you would close them you would return and it took me this long to realize this is where it was My place is my poetry and I am back back to that place Where my words will take flight and sail seas and voyage into the minds of people It is good to be backBack
Safety PinI wear my heart on a safety pin, outside the skin I linger in.Safety Pin
I keep it locked from all the sin, yet my faith is growing thin.
This little heart of worn-off paint marks the rank of a lonely saint.
The metallic click of the little lock stops the hands on the eternal clock.
My heart-shaped bondage slowly falls as the voice of a stranger lovingly calls.
I pick up my heart before I stand and place it in his gentle hand.
He unclips his own and hands it to me, I guess this restraint is more like a key...
Life Love Truth BeautyA myriad of colors flashing by independent yet contained wanting so much to be out there among the flashing lights and musical sounds of a world of color and facinationLife Love Truth Beauty
lead the way, and I'll follow you to where ever it is you're headed exploring that has yet to be explored doing things of which dreams are made of
Loving the feeling of the wind against my face showing me that there's more to life than just sitting around wanting so much to be free all the time but to come back home at the end of the day
Life, love, truth, beauty these are
Slap a crippleSlap a Cripple With Edward PrippleSlap a cripple
Hello there, and good day to you, would you fancy big league chew?
Big league chew? Why that’s absurd! I will not hear it, not a word!
If not then lets just slap a cripple, and by the way, I’m Edward Pripple.
Slapping cripples, you’ve gone mad? I will not have it, this won’t be had!
But slapping cripples is so fun, when slapping cripples your number one!
I will not slap them Edward Pripple, I will not slap a helpless cripple!
Just slap them once, and slap them twice, slapping multiplies joy by thrice! Or even three tim
MonstrousMy heart pounds.Monstrous
Dark night sky-- Overcast in cliche-- Lightning strikes. I run for my life; I run from the thing That I created. The thing I built Over the years-- A piece of heart here, A clawed hand there; Now it's made Fully aware.
Dark night sky-- Overcast in cliche-- Lightning strikes. I brought this to life; It's mine to deal with. If only I had known-- But then, I always did know. Naively I had hoped The things I did Wouldn't come back; Now they're back-- And they're haunting. &n
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*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away
hehe, have fun with that! i needa give you a real hug!!
mmmk, so if your walking down the hall, and suddenly theres a little girl clinging onto your waist, just shruge her off ^^
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"I want you to hit me as hard as you can..."
The Rules: "The first player of this 'game' starts with the topic, 'Six Weird Habits/Things About Yourself'. People who get tagged need to write a journal about their six weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next six people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says, 'You Are Tagged' in their Dev Page comments and tell them to read yours...
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“The true genius shudders at incompleteness - and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.”
~Edgar Allan Poe
Send me a note, or something.
Later!
~Poetry-grl (Viv/ Vivian) Unless you know me by Poetry....I don't know. o_0
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~Edgar Allan Poe
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