tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81406292011-08-28T06:41:36.768-07:00When I feel like being emo, I go here and blog.xCrypticTearsxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17801781935430712092noreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140629.post-27698343728133554672008-01-19T00:36:00.001-08:002008-01-19T00:36:41.746-08:00

I wish I could turn back the pages of my lifeSo I could say all the words I couldn't find beforeEverything would be the way it should have beenAll the small things that go wrong, I wouldn't mind anymoreInstead I don't know how to fix my mistakesThey've piled up on one another and I can't break awayI've finally found the courage to do what should be doneWe won't speak to eachother anymore after

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Your steel caged embrace surrounds meThe way no lover's arms ever have.I breathe in and feel the sweet painOf your tightly laced adoration.I am restrained, but no matter,For I am a beauty in your eyes.Hold me close forever so thatMy imprisoned ribs may break for yourPleasure.

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Oh, to be young and in love.And so many things go wrong,And nothing seems to be going right.But maybe someday? Someday things will be alright.And we can look back with a clear mind and say"At least we tried."Don't I know it, too?To love and not be loved?To watch him hold hands with another girl?But...Oh...We may jump and we may fall,But at least we've felt what it's like to fly.

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When I dream, all the most impossible things make perfect sense to me. I understand each and every one of my actions and those of others. But when I wake, all that was clear clouds over with mist and the daylight strikes it through and disperses it all.Also, this world that I live in makes no sense. Isn't it supposed to?

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The shutters were thrown open and I was balanced on the window sill. I heard the rustle of the dried flowers that hung over my bed, protesting the strong winds that ran through the room. My hair coiled around me, catching a leaf that soon fluttered into the night. I was drenched and the carpet probably was, too, but I didn't care. I lost myself in the warm and comforting rain that danced across

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it's 9:23 on Sunday night and i must tell you how much i love you at 9:23 pm on a Sunday night because you stay and JUST wander in my MIND i cant sleep I LOVE YOU and i HATE you and you still HAUNT me even though its been a YEAR your stupid goddamn MEMORY still haunts me in my SLEEP in my DREAMS and all around me i hear rumors stories truths lies PAIN and its always YOU you're NOT a part of my

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What is love but a flame in the heart?It may burn strong and steadyIt may burn strong and fast.All your feelings of passionAre kindling in the fireAnd smoke in the air.Red-gold embers that layBeneath ashesGlow with remembranceOf feeling neededWantedLoved...

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It has almost been a full yearAnd yet I cannot forget you.I have forgiven youAnd still cannot forget.Raw emotionAnd basic needsHow can I express in words?ScarredWith my thoughtsI cannot give up dead memoriesOf illusionAffect, effectYou are bothReactant, catalyst, and productUnbalanced equation ofLoveYou will not comfort me againYou were? Are? FalseI cannot forgetI am lost, confused, andLonely

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I walk through oceans of shimmering blue and green, white foam rising and falling above my head. Creatures of thousands of colors dart past my eyes and disappear as quickly as they appeared. I continue walking.Suddenly, the jeweled waters melt into rolling waves of people. Claustrophobic fear rises up inside me and pushes at my frantically beating heart. Looking around, I see no one I recognize,

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I couldn't sleep last nightBut my eyes wouldn't openAnd as I lay there thinkingI did not think of youOr of anyone~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I saw a red sunSetting on a blue seaAnd a girl sitting on a rockDrifting away from meI saw gray flowersIn the fog and the mistI saw a moon in the waterAnd skies cried for neither existI saw a golden coinTurn red with widow's tearsAnd a silver

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In those dark and early hoursWhen the stars watch me with their many eyes,Who do I think of?In those lonely, crowded daysWhen I drift by and ignore the world,Who am I mourning over?In those unwilling, restless nightsWhen all can't sleep but I am gone in synthetic slumber,Who becomes my phantasy?Tell me.I want to know.

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When every thing is goneAnd time drifts awayWill I remember?Will you remember me?

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His face is that of an angel,Romantic eyesAnd a sweet, sensuous mouthThe smiles sheepishlyAt your attempts of seduction.Changed,He is a godOf attracting girlsAnd chasing older women.We haven't met in over a year.I love you still.

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She has the voice of a siren,And the lips of a thousand roses.Her hair flows with the northern wind,And her eyes glow with the blessings of the night.She has sunkissed skin,And moonlit eyelashes.But for all her beauty,She has the heart of silver daggers.

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North of the windSouth of the rainEast of the sunWest of the moonWhere man cannot treadWhere life does not growWhere all is coldWhere all is barrenHere lies a truthHere lies a heartHere lies a lifeHere lies a hopeThere lives a songThere lives a colorThere lives a scentThere lives a dream

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Where ever you go, whatever you are, whoever you become,Take me with you.Hold me in your arms and never let me go,No matter what happens.Leave me if you must, stay with me if you can,But should you ever depart,Hold me in your heart and never forget me,Even if your eyes begin to drift.Allow our memories to echo, let my words remain,And keep my image in your mind.For no matter how far away you are,

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Anything you want of me, i will give. Anything you ask of me, i will do. Anything you wish of me, i will grant.You need only to say and i will forgive. You need only to ask and i will forget.The only wish ungrant, the only thing ungiven, the only thing unforgiveable, the only thing unforgettable.The only thing not mine to give, the only thing is Time.

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I hate not knowing what to do, being pulled around by my "heartstrings" which steer me like a puppet. And God is the hand that holds the lead. I hate not knowing. I dont even have a face unless its painted on. A mask to cover the white canvas that is my face, my soul. I act like the people around me because inside, i am nothing. With a porcelain heart, no one should be special, yet there are so

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If I am just a friend, Then why do you hold me? If you do not love me, Then why do you kiss me? Do you walk with me, So that I may trust you? Do you cradle my heart, So that it may be easier to break? As the sun sets and the stars begin to shine, Do you think of me? As the moon rises and the night wears on, Do you dream of me? If I tell you that I trust you, That my heart is yours to break, If

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My eyes burn with the tears i refuse to let fall. Why am i never good enough for you? When will you ever stop putting me down? Others may be better, may be smarter, prettier, taller, sweeter, but i'm still a human. I still have emotion. Stop telling me im ugly. Stop telling me im stupid. Stop telling me im a slut. I dont want to hear and i dont want to know. If not for mirrors, i'd think myself

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I feel empty. No more feelings of despair, no more feelings of joy. Lost, dazed, confused. No hatred and no anger. No reason to live or die. I feel like a doll. Silken skin and bones of porcelain. Gossamer hair made of black spider thread. Eyes of glass with black pearls for irises. Painted by the expert hand of Nature. Berry stain for red lips and blushed cheeks. Soul not included. I feel like

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I remember two eyes peering out at me from my book. I remember going out onto the ice rink for the first time and crying from fear. I remember sitting on the sidewalk with my grandma braiding flowers into my hair. I remember my house in San Fransisco where i'd sit in the attic with the solitary window and reading, the sunlight streaming onto my book, the dustmotes seeming to be faeries. I

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Duckie

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I wish to sleep forever... And to always dream of music....

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I look out into the night sky and I seem to falling...falling up into the endless depths. How can the stars shine so brightly while being surrounded by the cold emptiness that dims all it touches? How can their laughter ring so clearly while being so far away from eachother? When my world is over and the end has once again become the begining, will you still be there? Your eyes reflected in the

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I have dreamed of a magical land, a world of love and adventure, a snow-white stallion, and a knight to rescue me from all dangers. But I have woken up, and my dream has dissolved into reality. My knight in shining armor's just a mere boy i haven't yet found. My fair white steed is just a stuffed animal. My towering castle and vast lands are a two-story house, a driveway, and a backyard. I'm just

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The clouds are crying blood; the sun has set and refused to rise. The earth is barren and the rivers have turned to ice. Hell is freezing over and heaven has already melted. In the painting of my life, the lines are blurring and the paint is washing away in tears continuously shed. Like a mirror that has shattered, my world is falling apart and i cant seem to piece it back together again.

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I used to walk alone down the path of life. No one to keep me warm but the sun. No one to keep me safe but myself. I then met you at the crossroads of happiness and we continued walking together. The sands of time blew by and the hours turned into days, the days into weeks, and the weeks into months. You became my protection, you voice and laughter became my warmth. Thus we travelled through

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Every time i look in the mirror, i see a face not mine, but someone else's, frozen in horror and pain. Everytime i look out at the ocean, I see not waves of water, but waves of blood. Everytime i look outside during the day, i see not rays of sunshine, but blades of steel. Everytime i look outside during the night, i see not darkness, but the wandering spirits of those long gone. And every time i

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Where is the girl that i once knew? The girl that chased the butterflies and ran through the fields. Who could cry when she felt like it and never had to worry about who saw her. Where is the girl who used to smile for no reason at all? The girl who was afraid of the night? Where is one who rejoiced in the sunshine and warm summer breeze? Where is the girl who's laughter could chase away darkness

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Solitary tones of the musicbox, like the solitary beating of my heart. Fading away, slowing down, until it finally stops. Wind it back up again, just to have it die a second time.

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Dreaming of a fairytale love that'll never be...being swept off my feet by my perfect prince charming...white horses and a carriage...walks alone in the rain...kissing under a full moon's light...my fairytale love that'll never be...

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Cold, alone. music playing, chasing away the fear. but its still there, its always there. darkness. where is he when i need him? gone, everyone. always. tears. why do i cry? darkness. overwhelming me. seeping through my skin. filling my mouth, pouring down my throat. drowning me. mood: lonely. hearing voices. calling to me. mother? no. just me. where is he? gone. everyone's gone. don't you know?

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