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posted by juicyjossy9
You've got such a pretty smile
It's a shame the things anda hide behind it
Let 'em go
Give it up for a while
Let 'em free and we will both go find it

I know there's nowhere anda can hide it
I know the feeling of alone
I know that anda do not feel invited
But, come back, come back in from the cold

Tell me how anda really feel
Tell me what is on the inside of you
All the somethings anda conceal
Only keep away the ones who cinta anda

Step away then from the edge
Your best friend is life is not your mirror
Back away, come away

I am here and I will be forever

I know there's nowhere anda can hide it
I know the feeling of alone
Trust me and don't keep that on the inside
Soon you'll be locked out on your own

You're not alone
No, anda are not alone
And don't say you've never been told
I'll be with anda 'til we grow old
'Til I'm in the ground and I'm cold
I'm not sitting up here on some throne
Like a dog anda can always come home
Dig up a bone … look around

(jude)
posted by juicyjossy9
Many people think they know me
But they only see the outside of me, the surface
But inside this shell another me exists
The one nobody never sees

It's a me full of thousands of desires
A me that loves cinta and venerates friendship
A me that understands your glances and your anguish
A me filled up with needs, passions and hopes

This me owns so many facets that the outside loses itself
Still, for once in my life
I finally found the human being who I can trust, entirely
To this person who is essential to my survival
And that I can let him into my universe my arms open wide
To appear to him with my naked soul...
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posted by Vixie79
In my core my blood runs slowly and quietly.
Like water, gently gliding down a stream.
In the center of Summer.

All it takes is a look.
Not a look of gentleness, sweetness, atau pride.
It's a look of disappointment.
They make my veins stop solid.
Like Winter among the earth.

I am never seen radiant, fiery, blessed.
Just a feeling of emptiness.
I need to die away and fall to the ground.
Like the leaves of Fall.

Never ever wanting to be reborn
In Springs bliss.
Like the birds flying free above me.
Just to start the lonely agony once again.
posted by littlebirdy05
I was never really one for poetry, but I have gained a little interest in it, so... My first try at a poem that doesn't sound like a five tahun old wrote it. X] Criticism, comments, what ever I guess. :]

My Golden Mask

Emotions bottled behind the mask
of which no thoughts show
Beautifully carved, a blank expression
Bittersweet as no sadness can surface
yet no happiness is revealed either

This golden mask,
with blank silver eyes
becomes my burden
and my salvation

Smoothed each day
by the ignorance of others
but under the sparkling surface
are the scars of past memories
gouged into the rotting wood beneath
I...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
As I sprint through the hall, he follows.
As my heels clack against the marble floor, he follows.
As my breath comes faster, he follows.
As I turn around slowly, I continue to run, he follows.

He is close to me now, he whispers my name.
He breathes heavily, and laughs maniaclly.
He stomps against the floor, harder, as he reaches for his pocket.
He smiles, small, straight white teeth gleam with insanity.

I begin to slow, my ribs are burning, my muscles ache, my mind is spinning, my eyes are crying...
He embraces me softly, gently, lovingly.
I tense, my muscles can't take much more, he's too strong, I'm too weak.
His grip tightens now, as he holds a switch blade to my throat, he begins to cry.
I also begin to cry, as his grip loosens, I fall to the marble floor, still sobbing.
He also falls, still sobbing, he drops the blade, and screams.
The Irreparable

Can we stifle the old, the lingering Remorse,
That lives, quivers and writhes,
And feeds on us like the worm on the dead,
Like the grub on the oak?
Can we stifle implacable Remorse?

In what philtre, in what potion, what wine,
Shall we drown this old enemy,
Destructive and greedy as a harlot,
Patient as the ant?
In what philtre, in what potion, what wine?

Tell it, fair sorceress, O! tell it, if anda know,
To this spirit filled with anguish,
So like a dying man crushed beneath the wounded,
Who is struck oleh the horses' shoes;
Tell it, fair sorceress, O! tell it, if anda know,

To this dying man whom...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
This is a little poem I wrote. I wrote it from my heart, mind, body, and soul. I hope anda like it. komentar if anda can. :)
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I’m supposed to be happy.

I’m supposed to smile.

I’m supposed to laugh.

Yet, I can’t.

I can’t forget that he’s not here.

I can’t forget that he never was.

I can’t forget that he didn’t care.

anda were supposed to be a father to me.

anda were supposed to cinta me.

anda were supposed to care.

Yet, anda didn’t.

Forgive me if I don’t understand.

I thought father’s were supposed to cinta their little girls.

I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.

I thought that I would have a father that loved me.


But, I don’t.

He doesn’t care.

He never will.


I’ve learned to forget him.

He’s no father to me.

He never was.


I’m happy now.

I can laugh and smile.

Even without you.

Dad.
added by moodystuff449
Source: i wrote this.....
posted by Lovetreehill
To the dearest, fairest woman
Who sets my jantung ablaze with light,
To the angel, the immortal idol,
Greetings in immortality !

She permeates my life
Like air impregnated with salt
And into my unsated soul
Pours the taste for the eternal.

Sachet, ever fresh, that perfumes
The atmosphere of a dear nook,
Forgotten censer smoldering
Secretly through the night,

Everlasting love, how can I
Describe anda truthfully?
Grain of musk that lies unseen
In the depths of my eternity !

To the dearest, fairest woman
Who is my health and my delight
To the angel, the immortal idol,
Greetings in immortality !

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added by moodystuff449
Source: i wrote this at 12:30 am.....
posted by tayandkris4evr
Enjoy, komentar if anda can.
__________________________

This broken sky is falling.

This shattered earth is crumbling.

This broken jantung is bleeding.


This black room is all I see.

The blackness is all I see.

The black is all that I am.


My sky has fallen,

My earth has crumbled,

Yet my jantung continues to bleed.


anda used to be my,

Sky,

Earth,

Heart,

But, you’re gone.

Now all I see is black, in this black room, within the darkness.


Yet, my jantung continues to bleed.
added by breebree446
posted by CMJCMJLG
You're my bestie,
my best-est one,
You're my bestie,
someone who makes school fun.
You're my bestie
no matter how far apart,
You're my bestie,
and always in my heart.
You're my bestie,
the best I've ever had,
You're my bestie,
the only one who cheers me up when I'm sad.
You're my bestie,
and only one who knows what to do,
You're my bestie,
and I cinta you,...........

    because...............

You're my bestie,
the only one who made me see
that you're my bestie,
the best that can be!
posted by sicelyarien
The girls screams but all their is is silence.
She sheds tears but her face is not moist.
She speaks but there are no words to be heard.
This girl, only in her mind she ever screamed for this, there was no sound. Only in her mind did she cry for this, tears did not moisten her face. And for this words where never herd. She is scared of exspression. She is scared to stand out and is scared of judgment. Becuase of this her world will be of muteness there will be no sun no moon only a gray, a gray nothingness in a line of other people all have no faces for they to are scared of being diffrent and they all to live in gray nothingness.
The girl who is scared will live in the world of gray until her scream is herd and her face feels tears.
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Source: www.benbarton.co.uk
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posted by luna73
i walk up and stand
listening to the soft sobs around me
some are my own
i see anda there helpless and white
there is sadness and pain in your eyes
i wonder if its from the ropes around your arms
or if its for what is to come
as they come up they bring your demise
the blade comes down i turn and run
when i hear anda scream i stop
my poor dark lovely angle

soft breezes of comfort
spiral around me and lift my hair
i begin to stumble blindly down the path
picking up a dark feather that has fallen at my feet, imell the harsh sent of death and blood
it mixes with the soil of the earth
i feel water as i taste salt...
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malaikat and demons were circling above me
through the thorns to the stars
The only one who doesn't know happiness
is the one who couldn't understand its call

I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...

Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...

...Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...

Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's lebih that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving

To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer.......