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Welcome back, darlingHey there, darling
Welcome back to my side
Turns out you still fit perfectly there
And that your fingers are still exactly made
To go between mine
But it looks like I still match up
Right next to you
Hey there, darling
Welcome back to my side
I look foreword to writing happy poems about you
To a Beautiful BoyDear Beautiful Boy,
Tell me this, please:
What possesses you to stay here?
For what reason do you choose me
To hold so close and so tight?
What could you see in this plain little soul
Trapped in a plain little body?
Sometimes I believe I am nothing
But you make it hard to think that
For you, darling Beautiful Boy,
Look at me as if I am something
More than something
As if I am wonderful
A girl who has never thought highly of herself
Does not know what to do
With a Beautiful Boy
Who may love her
Dear Beautiful Boy,
I will ask you quietly, under my breath,
To never go away again
Ke$ha Songs Crack Me UpHello
I am myself
I won't correct you when you say my name wrong
I'll remember how I met you forever
Though I'm small, I am mighty
As I will remind you frequently
Sarcasm is part of my charm
I can eat an entire tin of Pringles by myself
But only the sour cream and onion ones
I am a rare breed of human that says what she means
I sleep with a stuffed panda at night
Because I can't fall asleep without holding something
I don't understand Shakespeare
The Cheshire Cat is my favorite character
Because I secretly identify with the feeling of vanishing behind a smile
I sometimes question every decision I've ever made
I'll look you in the eye every time I see you
But I'll never remember your eye color
I can remember everything but birthday dates
I know I laugh too much
But I mean every laugh I make
I enjoy beating boys at video games
I've never cried at a movie in my life
But one good song will bring me to tears
Ke$ha songs crack me up
I write free verse poems
Because my mind knows no rhyme or
Hello, AngerI got a visit this week
Anger dropped by
He said he didn't want to bother me
Just wanted a drink and a chat
Anger insisted he was long overdue
And everyone had been waiting for him
I should let him in
So we could settle things
I let him in
I know I shouldn't have
But after spending a month with only Loneliness
I needed a change of company
I wish I could say he forced me to react
Forced me to burn with rage
But he didn't
He barely had to do anything at all
We sat at the table and talked
Talked about you
And, before I knew it,
The hurt started to creep in
It only remained hurt for a few moments
Then it transformed into sadness
That grew into frustration
That blossomed into anger
After a month of feeling nothing,
I just felt furious
I just wanted to lash out
So I did
I clenched my fists and ground my teeth
I knocked over dishes and tables
I stood up and screamed
"How could you do this to me?"
Anger said nothing
But he stayed the weekend anyway
I woke up today, after barely sleeping,
A Puzzle-Minded LoverMy thoughts are a box of jigsaw pieces
All from different puzzles
They have a purpose, but, ultimately, do not fit together
If they fit, they'd form a picture
A proper picture of my love for you
A picture my words can no longer capture
Because every time I have sat down to write
The exact way that I love you
I have not been able to find a way to do the feeling justice
If these wretched pieces actually fit,
I imagine it would present quite the image
One of a hundred suns imploding inward
For that is the force with which I love you
But, alas, the pieces do not fit
So I shall put them away
Until my jigsaw puzzle mind can fix itself again
The Lunacy of InsecurityInsecurity creates madmen from lovers.
Insecurity convinces you that the person who loved you two hours ago has somehow, over that course of time, changed his or her mind.
Insecurity causes you to look at everyone as an enemy. Everyone is a potential threat, with no greater intention than stealing your lover away.
Insecurity tells you that your love could easily be cheating on you. After all, he or she knows you better than anyone and could easily play you.
Insecurity keeps you up at night and forces you to think of all the ways things can go wrong. It makes you forget how everything has all ready gone right.
Insecurity invents situations that do not exist and plant them firmly in your mind.
Insecurity convinces you that he or she can't really love you. After all, you don't even love yourself.
Insecurity creates madmen from lovers.
And Insecurity makes sure that madness is what makes your worst fears come true.
That is probably
(Of all your great qualities)
My favorite thing about you
Another bizarre feature
To add to my list of oddities
From the start I have loved it
You told me you weren't perfect
And oh how I knew
So, yes, to be technical
You did hurt me
You did make me cry
But you made a mistake
A very human mistake
And you were trying to do the right thing
When I see your imperfections
I feel all the closer to you
I feel all the more at home
Because, guess what?
I'm imperfect too
I always saw myself as some sort of disaster
Some sort of pure chaos
Contained in five feet and three inches
I wondered how I would ever
Find someone who could handle that
When I see you for who you are
When I see all the
I know I can trust you
To handle the glorious disaster that I am
Failure"Failure" is written in my skin
Scrawled there in invisible ink
It sinks into my blood stream
And pumps through my body
"Failure" is ringing in my ears
Quiet enough so I can barely hear it
Yet loud enough to hear it constantly
No matter what I do
"Failure" is flashing before my eyes
Showing me everything I have tried
But have not been able to obtain
Because of everything I lacked
"Failure" has become a part of who I am
The word fills me on the inside
And surrounds me on the outside
Squeezing me tight so I can't breathe
"Failure" is what I will always be
For failure is all I know
Love Me, Love Me NotIn the night
You take my heart
The little fragile thing it is
And start pulling it to pieces
With each piece
You quietly whisper
"She loves me,
She loves me not"
I wince with each little bit
As you tear it up
And let it drift to the ground
Leaving a trail behind you
"She loves me,
She loves me not"
You murmur to no one
No one but yourself
If only I could rip that heart
Right out of your hands
If only I could wave it in your face
And scream at you
If only I could scream
"It's 'she loves me'
It will always be 'she loves me'
Because I don't know how to stop!"
But maybe you wouldn't even notice
You'd just pick up every piece
That you'd let fall to the side
And take every little bit with you
With just the barest whisper
"She loves me,
She loves me not."
What If?What if we all smile
And forget about goodbyes
What if we all wipe away our tears
And overcome our fears
What if we all burn the lies
And reveal what's hidden inside
Won't the world be a much happier place?
A promise I know I will keepThere is something I want to say
More like something I want to do
And that is to make a promise
A promise I hope will remain true
Now I will go first
And make the promise to you
Afterwards I really hope
You make the promise too
This promise that I make
Is something that is true
That no matter where we go in life
I will always come back to you
I know that's a big promise
But even if we are far apart
We will always be together
So long as you keep me in your heart
I shall always keep you in mine
For that way I always know
That you are there with me
No matter where I go
Promises are always broken or fake
But this promise will be true
For as long as I keep you in my heart
I will always come back to you
Now I have made my promise
So there is only one thing left to do
That's for you to decide if you promise
That you will come back to me too.
I need.....YouI need to be so far away
From you, so that the pain wont stay
I see you and it kills me
Cause you see him, you don't see me
I whisper words you'll never hear
Because I whisper them in fear
Afraid to tell you how I feel
Don't wanna become a third wheel
Emotion burning deep inside
Because I'm trying hard to hide
But I know that I can not
Hide the truth inside this thought
Nameless saintAll I intend to do is to tell you a story
Of a woman who has never known glory
Who has taken all the pain that life has given her
Yet all she has done is let the memories fade into a blur
She has experienced loneliness few of us know
She comes and goes as fleetingly as the winds blow
When she's gone she will remain in the memory of few
To those few people she will give a quiet adieu
She is the one who has never in this life known love
But yet she remains when push comes to shove
She is the one who remains balanced and kind
Seeing when everyone else in the world is so blind
She does more than should be asked for nothing in return
For some showing of love she continues to quietly yearn
Yet she doesn't drop her guard, granted by a shell so hardened
Yet all of those who caused her so much pain remain pardoned
Never in my life have I met a woman who deserves such admiration
I have never found the words to tell her, but she remains my inspiration
What is it?I was told i was easy to read.
That it was a very simple deed.
But somehow no one knows when i'm hurt.
Walking around, wiping my tears with my shirt.
So now i think why would anyone care.
If anyone did it would truly be rare.
I don't want to be looked at with pity.
Like i am scared, lonely and damaged little kitty.
And i am left on the ground to starve.
While they use their blades to carve.
Out of my body, my still beating heart.
The people i trust it too will rip it apart.
If you can tell when i'm sad.
Then is it really that bad.
To ask me whats wrong.
And help me stay strong.
Then again...I might be asking too much.
SheHer laugh is like a river
Pure and running deep
Her smile is like the sunshine
Warm and waking me from my sleep
Her eyes tell a story
Of a life that was uneasy
Her voice is like a valley
With the cool winds blowing breezy
Hold onto your Sanity, DearDo his words still speak the same
that same, comforting call
that soothes your soul?
Does his touch
still mend that broken heart,
the heart which he
taught how to love?
Does his prescense
still comfort you
from the demons of
Do you still believe
it will work out,
far from today,
far from now?
Do you still think
your sanity will stay put
when you risk everything
for something you
Do you still think
your strength to fight
is strong enough to
carry on, for months
Do you think his love
will push you through,
as it has in the past,
a constant need?
Do you think your love,
his love as well,
is enough to make
it through the storm
Do you hope it will
all turn out in the end,
a perfect fairy tale
ending, one you've never
Do you think it will
turn out for the better,
scars showing, battles
Or will it all fade away,
like a fallen leaf from a tree
never to be seen again?
letter from a dying star, II.There you go, interrupting my dreams once again.
[not the dreams, the sleep]
Somehow when you're asleep next to me, you still manage to find my fingers and lace them with yours.
You make me more forgiving, more lovely.
Every exhale that escapes my red-tinted lips is filled with bitterness,
every inhale is sweet intoxication,
my willing poison-your sweet, earthy, clean smell.
Salt-laced running-shoes drip puddles that make my socks wet
[I have never cared for the scraps anyway]
and your chest beckons for my frozen palms.
[I told you I was cold-blooded]
I cherish the moments when I pull away from your calm face
and you have glitter from my eyelids in your eyelashes;
mascara on your tee shirt.
When I pull away, I alway know that I have made a lasting impact.
[a part of me will forever make up a part of you]
When you leave, hide my taste in your smile.
The Future MonsterThe Future is a scary thing
He is a constant presence
Never leaving you alone
Never giving you peace
He dances on the horizon of your vision
Always, always, always there
Sometimes, Future crawls right up to you
And you realize how terrifying he truly is
He has one eye
One hundred legs
One thousand teeth
And one million questions
About what exactly you intend to do with him
The questions are the worst part of all
It's hard for me to sit here and write
As Future whispers in my ear
As he asks me where I am going
What I am doing
What I even want out of this life
And I continually realize that I just don't know
I can handle how scary you are
How unpredictable and wild you tend to be
These things I accept
But please, please,
Just make the questions stop
At least until I find an answer
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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