Hellothe world in disaster a soul torn and twisted I am faithless embrace me coldlyHello
touch a sense forgotten vibrant whispers Echos for empty halls merely a school yard game
familiarity grips me entranced by what I bury I still carry the stain of you and you consume me
Together we walk the paths I wish could be forgotten My prayers for salvation falling upon the deaf Spoken only by the mute And paraded before the blind
Judge me again I beg you Touch me, I dare you Hate me, I need you Ignore me, I love you &nb
The BazaarBack up the dream train I want to get off. I know I’ve been searching But what is the cost And is what I’ve gained Worth what I’ve lostThe Bazaar
The questions are answers The fact that they are Out ways the purpose But I’ve gone to far I want to go back Beyond the bazaar
My wordBitter The word comes closeMy word
Close to encompassing the feelings uttered in mumbled gasps of distain
Resentment It has meaning A sentiment understood by the talented denied opportunity
Jealousy The hidden shame We all feel it, close to our chest. We wear it at all times.
Justice A foreign concept We shed our husks and run to an Ideal, fool-hardy and consumed
In bitter reflections of resentment My jealousy grows Yearning for justice I reach out a hand
We smile and bid farewell
ExpiredEverything changes, Or so they tell me. I know things are different, But I just don’t believe. Give me something, I’ll follow you. Just a shadow and a dream. I smile Because I’m alive Am I wrong? Because I dream. Am I strong?Expired
Because I see. Is this weakness yours? Or do I own the world?
I just want to drink
Till I quench my thirst Does it matter how full the glass is? Half is all I need.
Naked in privatei want to be naked in private just hide from the rest of the world noone should know what i am let them think im a bright little girlNaked in private
i want to curl up and hide under makeup and ribbons and bows leave everything else locked away hidden so noone will know
dont think you can break in ive locked,, and bloted the doors forgt about asking me questions i dont want to talk anymore
leave me lying alone curled up under my sleep bound to myself forever driven by the torment of sleep
i only cry iin dreams so noone will hear m
Fallen Angeli begged, i pleeded but you fell so far down i tried to keep you up but i honestly didnt know howFallen Angel
and how is it, my angel you managed to keep me so high when you didnt do a thing for yourself when you couldnt even fly
please tell me why your going why you wont ease my pain please tell me whats been hurting you so that we can talk again
atleast promise...just one little thing that you will be fast please, listen dont make your end last
i dont want you to go you'll drop me i'm affraid i'll never get up i'
InsatiableInsatiableInsatiable
I crave the essence of her life. It is my way: A creature born for the heart. Destined to survive on that of another Created as I. One who knows the immense power Of hunger, And incurable desire.
I am starving.
Gently, I lay me down. An inaudible sigh escapes me As I trace her chest with my nose. Her warm, rich breath washes over me And slowly my lips trace her neck. Her skin pulses beneath me, Ever quickening as I rise; Her colour darkening with the need To release the energy bubbling inside. My ow
It begins with quotes to live by
Send me an email man if you ever log in, would love to talk and hear how things are going brother.
-Derek
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"for he is everything and nothing,
hero and fool,
potent, helpless-
and with one world of truth or treachery
he will save or damn the Earth
because he is mad and sane,
cold and passionate,
lost and found."
-The Unbeliever
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I'M THE BEST
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Walking the Boulevard or broken dreams, lost in a mer de noms
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Walking the Boulevard or broken dreams, lost in a mer de noms
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Walking the Boulevard or broken dreams, lost in a mer de noms
Belated Merry Christmas, pal. Sorry I haven't been so active in the comments section lately, but I haven't felt the critique drive for a while. (I don't wanna give "hey, great"/"sucks" comments.)
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Walking the Boulevard or broken dreams, lost in a mer de noms
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