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As I SitI sat still in thought beseeming; Always thinking, always dreaming Making real what life cannot Infinite mischief with each thoughtAs I Sit
Some would think my conduct weak Always to think, never to speak But thoughts are secret; keep secured Lest ideas not remain obscured
And the soul appears disclosed The mask unveiled, yet no one knows The reasons why we all disguise Emotions, thoughts wrapped up in lies
It seems quite easier, you see To change who we appear to be Than release our intimate musings And risk standing prey to accusings
by ~allycat433
Just a dollLying still against the wall Knotted, fraying, locks and all One eye open, one eye gone Innocent, weak; just a pawnJust a doll
Ragged dress, broken crown Perfect smile now a frown Flawless nose, now bent and cracked Lifeless limbs all sliced and scratched
Once was such a pretty face Immaculate, covered in lace But she watches evil grow As men destroy the world she knows
With every war, with all despair Her body gets another tear For as the men obliterate The earth they slowly seal her fate
She watches as her world corrodes Is
by ~allycat433
Am I fit?A web of truths and lies I make There is but one can separate Mirror, Mirror, on the wall Am I fit to live at all?Am I fit?
Cheaters, thieves, and liars too Lose no sleep from what they do Laying silent in my bed Am I fit to rest my head?
Greed and vengeance, even lust We all feel these, I’m sure we must However we still run and play Am I fit to run away?
We’re sinners each and every soul Doubt even God could keep control We are monsters, we destroy Am I fit to feel some joy?
Look around and you decide If you’
by ~allycat433
They say a picture...They say a picture’s worth a thousand words. But what if the thousand words can convey more than a simple picture? What if the concept is so abstract that both a picture and a thousand words would not suffice to explain it? Or what if the idea is so definite yet so intangible that it can be expressed with neither words nor pictures? Then what? What do you call that which is so paradoxical it cannot be explained by any means? I can tell you. They call it life.They say a picture...
by ~allycat433
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Told you so"Hark!" the broken angel sings, now ripping out his bloody wings While the devil waiting for his soulTold you so
just laughs and says "I told you so!"
by ~tsumme
Porcelain DollPorcelain doll with tangled hair, People pass or stop and stare, Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn, Her parents regret the day she was born, Her plastic heart has melted down, Her stunning smile, a perfect frown, Her shining future, a blackened road, Her flowing words, a fucked up code.Porcelain Doll
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead, And voices scream inside her head, A falling rain of acid tears, Mirrors reflecting all her fears, A fire raging through her veins, Drugs to reduce all her pains, Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised, Her staggering
by ~deadlypoison695
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- Interests: art of all types
- Favourite band or musician: The Maine and Death Cab for Cutie
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative
- Favourite artist: Mark Ryden
- Favourite poet or writer: I like what I write. No one else GETS it.
- Personal Quote: With each mistake I watch you take a little piece of me
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Stare at me with empty eyes and point your words at me..Mirror on the wall will show you what you're scared to see..
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