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Welcome, MadnessOpium eyes stare in silence, The fear so thick it forms shadows. Life drips off my mindless smile, And the blue sky is swallowed by rigid clouds.Welcome, Madness
Take pride in my slaughter; Look at me with those eyes I once knew And whisper through scorched lips, “That’s my babe”
by ~witheredxsoul
It Isnt How We LookTell me if you care About the way I wear my hair Or how my clothes fit; Do you really give a shit?It Isnt How We Look
Does it concern you Who my friends are? Do I believe you're a friend And not a green scar?
For me to pick at. Stop this combat. It’s on who you want to instill. “I made her blood spill!”
So maybe I’m a ghost Or an angel amongst the flowers I could be death itself In life’s final hours.
Stop your ignorant hate Try to open the gate To your reluctant mind Rid it of thoughts malign
Remove your sic
by ~witheredxsoul
Behind Closed EyesI close my eyes Only to open them again and find that nothing has changed as I had dreamed it would. Everything is still the same. Now I close my eyes again and don’t open them, For behind the lids, I reside in a beautiful world ofBehind Closed Eyes
No pain or suffering; No hate or greed; Full of love and comfort; Don’t open your eyes, Or you will find the enmity that eats away at dreams and hope.
by ~witheredxsoul
Prayer for those meant to dieIf I wound before I sleep, I pray the knife will cut me deep. And when I bleed out my thin, weak blood, And as you hear the sickening thud Of my body hit the floor, Walk away and shut the door. For if you linger a second too long Youll feel my blade move along From a heap of human, on the ground In your throat it will be drowned.Prayer for those meant to die
And when I die before I wake, I pray to anyone, my soul to take For Id rather go under satans reign Than be alone in eternal pain.
by ~witheredxsoul
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EpilogueShe drained pulsing melancholy through liquid trees and tore dampened petals from breathless eyes, gasping as they tumbled subtly down herEpilogue
trembling lips and brushing lightly across porcelaine legs scarred gently with tracings of fingertips red.
It swirled relentlessly through burning streams and she embraces the violent flow from the frozen earth, each step now covered in shards of desperate kisses, a cold world that echoed rapidly across writhing skies and painted walls in front of vacant eyes.
She couldn't help but clutch the ashes; her poisonus garden in expl
by ~summerglow
by ~taffyapple
Turn BackEchoes deficient tremble across her Marlboro burnt lips. I’m sure she’s muttering something intelligible,Turn Back
But the words barely waft into my senses as
My stomach mocks sudden pangs of intuition Underneath this dusky sky
And the gray salt-caked road I drive us on turns into a clamor of nickels
Where Yellow and White clash but never cross.
This is where the silver was worn away. This very journey stained the shiny soul sublime into lives where snow cover mountains never breathed She hardly woke up before the haze set in
She’s three maybe four,
by ~pwca
Saffron Skiesby ~azhrarn
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- Current Residence: stupid suburbs
- Interests: getting high
- Favourite movie: alice in wonderland, NMBC
- Favourite band or musician: sublime, manson, jack off jill, 36 crazyfists
- Favourite game: Rayman, Crash 1,2,3, diablo II
- Favourite cartoon character: deputy dog (stupid redneck)
- Personal Quote: my birthday is 4/20!
- Tools of the Trade: pen, pencil, paper, eraser, good weed
- Email: witheredXsoul@yahoo.com
- AIM: witheredXsoul
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Well... Just my opinon ayway...
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Breaking the Magic
You are excellent!
Keep on writing!!
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The car's on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel...
Anyway, keep up the good work, and fight the man!
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Comment, to express yourself.
Share your kindness, not your hypocrisy.
Critique the art, respect the artist.
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White summer. So far I have gone to see you again...
Hope you stop by again soon
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In heaven all the interesting people are missing.
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White summer. So far I have gone to see you again...
dream ]. Like your poetry, and will definitely be keeping an eye on you. -_^
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"Clever people breed blue pumpkins." - Prof. Bates, PHI 2010
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