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Mountain Floweryou are the mountain flower that i couldn't reach, the persistent growth that flourished upon that sheer cliff face- you grew so beautifully in adversity whilst i failed to be anything but an admirer.Mountain Flower
your surroundings are barren, yet even so you would still stand out amongst the flowers of the hanging garden- as i am, i am only worthy of imagining the gardens of kings, let alone claim its most prized flower.
your life is a mystery to me, shallow roots seem so fragile yet they tether you to the precipice of infinity; your existe
by ~sto67
Distancedseparated by oceans of stars, we are worlds apart; but i take solace knowing that you watch the same night sky as i-Distanced
did you see that comet tail igniting my hopes? burning brilliantly before being doused in the serenity of the night. i only wish that we see eye to eye, fly and shine brightly together until we are reclaimed by the heavens.
you come to me in my dreams like a siren you call me in my sleep; but i awake to nothing but sweat and tears, with your warmth lingering on my cheek. at that moment we were one; despite the distance
by ~sto67
A conversationa conversation (if i could speak)A conversation
if i wasn't afraid i would say a great deal of things to bring you closer in my mind, the kind of words which would embarass romantics until they are red in the face.
this place where i would tell you all my emotions is yet to be determined- the very notion of revealing myself strikes fear to my ego; rejection is a knife too near for comfort. i have no idea of what to say, i would delay my thoughts by just a fraction and stumble through inaction before blurting out the words which tie my tongue:
by ~sto67
fairy talei will find you amongst the fog that cloaks my path to you; no rainbows will guide me through the cloud and smog that grips and stifles my arteries with this mystic veil.fairy tale
i am no knight,
more a vagrant drifter in the wind- you are no maiden in distress, just a spirit happy to shoot the breeze. this is a new fairy tale that denounce the brave for those who are filled with fear; and ignore conventions of old.
needless to say, we collided in the air and i was buffeted in the turbulence of my own affections. you crippled me, trappe
by ~sto67
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White DressesI once sat in puddles on swings, uncaring of dirty marks left: blue trousers, black; pink skirts, purple; white dresses -- no, I didn't wear white. I wanted to. I clambered over red-brick walls, rot-green fences and cold-cut metal poles.White Dresses
It was then I saw her: brunette locks tamed by brush and comb and ribbon, plaited to her waist and back.
by ~crazynloveless
From Gate 115Could you put names to the ghosts in your bed? Maybe not; then again, neither could I nor can I recall what lives I have led in order to prolong this last goodbye. This bed is our sheltered world come undone, No sheets remain; we slaughtered the covers; they lay, beaten by the day we have won back from the killers of secret lovers. There will be nothing left of us to find when this moment ends; It will be too late to change flight plans or your headstrong mind; I would follow you if not for the gate. My dear, we held each other's hands at last,From Gate 115
but now the ocean ne
by ~insomaniac55
Writing on CelluloidI look upon syntax and semantics, An obsidian wall to me; to you, There are no shades of black too deep, your tricks With light and shadow, allow to break through Creation’s heavy veil, to find the muse; Posing for you, she whispers, words so true, I write them, while the flash goes off; they fuse, Ink and film, for that one piece we pursue. You load another roll, but the subject, Is lost from your viewfinder; I make do, Write a couplet, then two, from an object That, once in focus, you pay tribute to. I’ve written, as much as your lens has seen, You’ve taken shots,Writing on Celluloid
by ~insomaniac55
Grandma's Hairher locks fall tidily to linoleum— it’s static attraction. each strand grazes the air, gracefully set free.Grandma's Hair
every particle of dust passed on the way
is a milestone;
each inch, an achievement.
her hair is weighed by memories,
white with overuse, bitter and uncouth.
by ~givemeliberty
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- Current Residence: sydney australia
- Interests: anime/manga, my car, computers
- Favourite movie: gladiator
- Favourite genre of music: Jpop
- Operating System: Windows XP
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- Favourite game: Final Fantasy VII
- Personal Quote: i would rather take the chance that i am wrong, than never finding out if i could have been right
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(quote) Moving on from all the times that I should have laughed not cried. (end quote)
h, if you have the time. I shall reciprocate and we can know one another.
Thank you sooo much!
A girl sits alone as her parents fight
she has a razor but there’s no light
she tries to hide her crime and shame
she gets abused but she's not to blame
she slides the blade across her wrist
as her hand slowly curls into a fist
there goes a drop of blood
her mind starts to flood
of memories of her parents and sister
and of the boy who first kissed her
then she heard her mom on the phone
she overheard her dad was to never come home
she started balling
she heard her mom calling
she asked herself “what did I do to deserve this?”
then she felt her frist loves kiss
Just for that moment
He made her okay
And he reached out and
took her razor away.
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