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It's not just a place, Not a language or 'type', It sure isn't temporary, And worth all the hype. It's not just a phase, Mom, Not preppy or 'in', It's the sort of society That's there thick or thin.
My senses are on alert, I think a few will get hurt. We've been here before, At least twice or more. Guard your feelings well, Sometimes it's hard to tell.
Cut cut I cut my skin, My soul has rotted from within. I feel the blood come down my arm, I think about why I do this self harm. I wish I was different, I want to stop it.
(Pure fiction). Now I know I've felt it all. Hate and rage and loves enthrall. There's nothing left there's nothing more. Please take me now god I implore. In tired now, I've had enough.
So much hope and ambition, i remember the day. Taken too early, now so far away. Life emptied out, memories all thats left. Reality hits me, takes the breath from my chest.
(Just to keep my hand in, so to speak, I have made up 3 silly Limericks which might appeal to the 'young' ones.
#acrostic challenge (N)ight swimming, in lake or sea (I)magining life naked with me (G)lowing in the moonlight, pale skin (H)oned for swimming in the night (T)ragically alone, but beautifully...
#acrostic #smellyalmostnineyearold P tactically every day I pick my nose C ant hide it from mummy as she always K nows. I try to do it, behind my hand N asal congestion, is like a bogey rubber band.
M usic, a huge part of my life. U niversal language for all. S ounds that help, calm or ignite. I t's magic never fails to pull. C omfort from pain, always something to gain.
A good night hug . A soft, sweet kiss . Small to others . Yet also a bliss . . Not for I . Nor for me . He is my world . Yet we may not be . . Too far to love . Too close to leave . We love .
I'm little piglet. And you're not so little pooh. You're more the size of Eeyore. And I'm more the size of Roo. I'm a bit-scared piglet. And you're a lovely brave pooh. You want to go explore all day.
No more blood shed . No more secrets hid . Only emotions to flow . Though I wish to go . . No more tears cried . No more slices tried . Only thoughts explored . Though I feel ignored . .
Come join in this natural dance we seek. Where the air is crisp and evil is weak. Come sing this morning rendition together. Where our harmony has power over mother natures weather.
I'm still in love with your smile;. the way it explodes on your face. Creating fissures of dimples. It was a chain reaction. Because I always smiled too. I'm still in love with your voice.
The wind it is a-calling So is the silvery moon And I'm off to the hill top To sing a merry tune I wrap my cloak around me chanting words of power Old spells that conjure magic Set all the world...
#acrostic #abc Warning: contains some profanity. Always wipe from front to back. Be a friend when friends you lack. Certain people come and go. Don't be afraid to slap a hoe.
I can see her in the rain, I can see her in the snow, I can can see her in the sunlight, In the stars, and the earth below I can see her in my head, I can see her in my bed, I can see her in the...
I can't believe I can now post from my kindle, I got one for Christmas and its usage has started to dwindle, The stories I've been reading are great on the whole, But they don't beat the Opuss's...
#acrostic challenge #jackstilllovedup A is for always B is for being sure that C is for someone cares.
I took a chance. Asked life for a dance. Held loosely to its hand. To dance freely in every land. I took a leap. And tried not to think deep. Rejoicing the dance under the clear sky.
#acrostic. Allow only positives in,. Blow negatives out from within,. Collect advice from people you know,. Don't feel obliged to use it though,. Enter every room with a smile on your face,.
Thought I'd use Beta For a little while Try to write something That'll make you smile Seems to be working Seems to be fine For those who are i-less The androids, the online I bring my...
Clockwork heart, Chest of wires, Eyes of copper, Coils and spires. Waist of grey tin, Arms of roof, Glinting metal, Golden tooth. Hands of hard steel, Fingers tint, Legs so awkward, Held in splint.
My Fallen Angel. Part 2. You were up there waiting. To high for me to see. To high for mountain peaks to reach. To high to touch the sea. I'm waiting down here all alone.