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because i am a cynic today.
today
you give yourself
away
to roads
seen only
through windows
wet
with rain; a sign
says
we are fifteen minutes
out of town,
but we say
we are
two years
out of luck
you surrender
to a map
(but it can never be
of life)
and so
we are still
lost
and no,
we will not find god here.
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damn.
you sit,
staring at cracks
in white walls.
lyrical memories
repeat
and your only thoughts
are of this summer –
how on diving boards,
you hesitate
before
jumping;
how on friday nights
you reject
drunken bonfires
for a hole
you dug
in the sand
to hide
from noise;
how red 'x's
are scratched
on papers,
crumpled
and left
in corners
and how turning
right
isn’t always possible.
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a promise.
i am
a summer day,
riding a bike
and
crashing; i am scarred,
scraped knees
but i am
healing. i am
in a city of leaves,
hiding
from letters
and numbers.
i am the ice
pressed against skin,
raising goosebumps; i
am the powder drifting
from the sky,
and i am the grass
peeking
from underneath white.
i am life.
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a poem about your skin.
you are covered
by land, a lithosphere,
a continent sprinkled
with snow. i watch
sky-water run
off your surface, leak
into cracks. i name
your freckles after cities,
your eyes after oceans. you
are a world, my world, but this
is only a layer.
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i've been thinking and...
i've come to a realization:
no one can make me smile the way you do.
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and i'll be the painter.
your skin is feather
white, and i imagine
littering your face
with half-moon marks;
i imagine
the noises you'd make,
like a chalkboard,
darling,
and i'm going to be the nails.
your screams
will be thunder,
a train screeching to a
stop.
i imagine
your eyes
are full of our dreams,
and i'll bring the nightmares
to the surface;
your skin is feather-white,
darling. you are a canvas waiting
to be drenched
in blood.
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soft.
you said
the sky is a canvas,
and i have written
your heart
with its candles
(i love you)
and this truth
is soft, a whispered
confession, painted
in petals;
this promise
is fragile, a run
away cloud, a porcelain
child -
so please,
tread softly.
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confusing stars for satellites
i dream of your arms
around me, in empty hallways
lit by nightlights like dreams, imagine that
your breath would be like raindrops, maybe,
and i'll be the river
into which they fall, and i'd catch you,
lightly, i promise
we won't make a sound,
like mice on christmas eve, tiptoe across
holly staircases, tiptoe
on lakes, dance and watch
the moonlight shadow our
reflections, dance
around my dreams, in them,
and find that i would
fax you a smile, a rainbow, a
sunny day, even
my heart -
and yes, it's yours,
but only if
you hold me.
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July Haikuthon
1.
press fireflies to
dirty ribcage, pulling
night's promise closer.
2.
make music
on lake surface to close eyes
to reflections.
3.
you are a lullaby
i sing
to sleep.
4.
i hear your voice
in the whisper
of waves.
5.
fingernails scratch
demons
in mind.
6.
autumn's snowflakes fall,
touched by wind; ground is a blank
canvas to their shades.
7.
mascara    prints       dawn pillows
8.
whispers
among ashes:
i'm here
9.
october scent
found in leaves, hidden
among letters
10.
yellow rubber
skims the surface;
quack quack.
11.
tiny prints
and children's laughter
speckle shores.
12.
wax   tricked  -  becomes      puddles.
13.
a confession:
night screams
only for you
14.
a cry, a flash;
feathers lie
scattered
15.
ribcage's music
rocks
the treetops.
16.
bubbles
litter sky
pop
17.
needles
tickle
feet awake.
18.
red lights
sprinkle the street
with rain.
19.
thorns
prickled wi
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nightmares.
there are demons in your eyes, darling;
fall asleep listening to their screams, fall
asleep tracing your ribcage and wonder if maybe
your heart is a ghost, maybe your heart is haunting
someone, somewhere. fall asleep and dream of
needles prodding at your mind, pulling out the weeds
as if your mind was a garden, your mind is a
garden but once the weeds are gone, there is nothing but
dirt; dirt and worms and nightmares and screams.
dream of fingers shoved down your throat, and they have found
your heart and your heart is not a ghost, no, your heart is alive,
because the fingers are clawing your heart and it hurts like
fingernails on blackboards and you scream, and someone is listening but they're
laughing;
fall asleep and forget you're dreaming.
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tetanus shot of the rainbow.
i saw you in one of the slides of my viewfinder toy today.
you were the red sweater that i spent 7 months knitting,
the tomorrow that refused to come because
its seams were sewn shut,
but i spent yesterday seeing your reflection in the sun.
i burnt my eyes out, but none of it mattered because
i didn't need eyes to listen
to the canaries singing inside my ribs. they sang
'he loves, he loves you not, he loves you, he's
gone.'
you're gone. you're no longer in front of me;
you're inside my veins, playing bumper cars
with my arteries. i felt the collision when
i was eating plates off of a styrofoam cookie,
hiding under a tortoise's shell. you are
the greens in the parachute that closes and
opens, you are the closed restaurant with the
terrible food, you are the closed oyster boy.
i cracked open your shell but there was never a pearl;
only a mess of worms eating away whatever was left of your heart.
i made chalk from your powdered bones and wrote
'i thought you were white, like bright lights
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LOOK A DUCK.
today is the day you remember how to breathe.
there is an ocean of thoughts, nightmares, and gray days; cross it and find yourself on sandy shores and midnight blue skies;
count the stars and breathe in dreams of sunshine. wake up late with the dreams still lingering in your heart, dreams like promises and dragonfly kisses,
candlelight that won’t fade.
play on imagination like a piano, words flowing like soft melodies, painting pictures of meadows under soft skies and the smiles of kids on playgrounds; hop-scotch and held hands and snowball fights.
breathe in moonlight for a change; dance with your heart wide open and unafraid. pretend fireflies are stars, and find constellations in them,
fall asleep with a song in your heart waiting to be heard. light happiness like a match and let it keep you warm, like a blanket, and let hope be the pillow you rest your head on.
realize life has no patterns, no lines. make your own pattern, your own kaleidoscope of rainbow thoughts and hopes. p
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breathing.
tonight you are alone, silence keeping your heart company. you try to breathe but there's no air, there's no air, there's no
one to love you.
you close your eyes and pretend life is a fairytale and the prince just saved the princess and the dragon's been slayed and everything's okay now, everything's okay. and everyone is smiling and happy music is playing in the background and there's only going to be sunny days. everyone is saying, here's your happy ever after, it's all yours now. everyone is happy -
well, except for you, because right now you're pretending you don't exist.
.
you compare hearts to fingerprints; no two are alike.
except yours was imprinted on a piece of paper. yours was on a piece of paper and it was raining yesterday and you left it outside and now it's all ruined.
but it doesn't matter anyway, because it's not like anyone wanted it in the first place.
.
tonight you are alone and panicking and your heart's racing and you're shaking.
he told you that some days, the su
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midnight.
it is midnight and the clocks are chiming in the almost-silence. the sky feels like rain and somewhere, some girl is dancing and laughing and smiling, but she's certainly not me.
our hearts are cold. they've been sleeping, curled into themselves for too long without a blanket or a pillow or a smile to fall back on. it's midnight and the sky feels like rain and there's going to be a storm later,
but it won't match the storms inside, that's for sure.
we are biting our nails, smiling and pretending nothing is wrong and saying, yes, darling, i'll get rid of this horrible habit in the morning. it'll all be better tomorrow,
except it's midnight and our hearts have gotten rotten and we're lying and it's never going to get better.
we are alone and we are balloons let go before they were ready, we are flying at the mercy of the winds. we are alone, we are alone and all we want is someone to go back to, someone who will keep us until we can fly on our own, someone who will love us and kiss us on
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because i love you.
listen, just for a few minutes.
take a few deep breaths [even if you don't want to breathe anymore]. listen to the pitter-patter of your heart beating in your ears and feel your pulse racing. taste the silence of the world; see the anxiety take over you.
close your eyes and look at the black. look at the black until you see something worth holding onto inside of yourself. wait until breathing doesn't feel like a losing game and then open your eyes,
and listen.
.
look, you
are wonderful. you remind me of a lullaby in winter, sung like a secret not meant for anyone to know; but it's a shame, because you're one of the most beautiful songs.
maybe you're fireworks that sparkle and light up the july sky - but unlike fireworks, you'll keep glowing into forever.
or maybe you’re just you, and that’s more than enough.
i know there's magic in the world.
[you're proof.]
.
i'd give you a rainbow if it erased the gray days; i'd give you a mirror if it made you see how wonderful you really
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the ones that don't come clean.
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alyssa [is a llamafish].
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twelvedaysofjune.

is my new account.

i've become a person at peace with myself. i don't need popularity. i've learned to let my writing define itself - not let popularity define my writing.
it feels so much better, honestly.

so yeah. go visit me if you want. <3

hope all's going well with all of you.

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omg you're amazing, keep the amazing work : )
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Skullcandy1995 Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2012  Student
Ich liebe deine Gedichte :D
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blackpokecat Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
honestly i'm not really the type to read poetry.. but your stuff seems to get under my skin
thank you for your gorgeous work <3
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xxxCookieNinja Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Supposedly The Phone Will Ring
Right After You Do This.

















Just read the little stories and
Think of a wish as you scroll all
The way to the bottom. There is
A message there - then make your
Wish.















No attachment on this one.


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Stories

















I'm 13 years old, and I wished
That my dad would come home from
The army, because he'd been having
Problems with his heart and right
Leg It was 2:53 p .m.. When I made
My wish. At 3: 07 PM . (14 minutes
Later), the doorbell rang, and
There my Dad was, luggage and all!!





I'm Katie and I'm 20 and I've been
Having trouble in my job and on the
Verge of quitting. I made a simple
Wish that my boss would get a new
Job. That was at 1:35 and at 2:55
There was an announcement that he
Was promoted and was leaving for
Another city. Believe me...this
Really works!!!









My name is Ann and I am 45 years
Of age. I had always been single
And had been hoping to get into a
Nice, loving relationship for many
Years. While kind of daydreaming(and right after receiving this email)
I wished that a quality person would
Finally come into my life. That was at
9:10 AM on a Tuesday. At 9:55 AM
A FedEx delivery man came into my
Office.He was cute, polite and
Could not stop smiling at me. He
Started coming back almost everyday(even without packages) and asked me
Out a week later . We married 6
Months later and now have been
Happily married for 2 years.

What a great email it was!!

















Just scroll down to the end, but
While you do, think of a wish.
Make your wish when you have completed
Scrolling. Whatever age you are, is the
Number of minutes it will take for your
Wish to come true. Ex.you are 25 years
Old, it will take 25 minutes for your wish
To come true).
















However, if you don't send this to
People in 5 minutes, you will have bad
Luck for years!!

Go for it!!!
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Congratulations!!! Your wish will
Now come true in your age minutes.

Now follow this carefully....it
Can be very rewarding!!!!

If you send this to 10 more
People, other than the 5 that you
Already have to send to, something
Major that you've been wanting
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what an amazing, talented writer you are.
your words have inspired me :heart:
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I think every time I lose hope, I'll just read your "because I love you"...
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Makola94 Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2010
i saw you, your name actually, somewhere and had to click on it. brought back a flood of words of yours.
to put it simply, i really miss you and your words.
:peace:
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queenrandom Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2010
Do it:
FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS -
DO NOT CHEAT
OR IT WON'T WORK AND
YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.

TAKE 3 MINUTES
TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.

THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID
HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL

NO CHEATING !!!!









THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.

DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT.

IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY

1st. Get PEN and PAPER

2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU ACTUALLY KNOW

3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS !!!!! Very important for good results.

4th. SCROLL DOWN

ONE LINE AT THE TIME
DON`T READ AHEAD
otherwise
YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.









1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN on the LEFT.












2. BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 & 2 ,

WRITE DOWN ANY
2 NUMBERS YOU WANT..

DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?














3. BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 & 7 ,

WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS
OF THE OPPOSITE SEX.











CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT














4. WRITE ANYONES NAME

(like FRIENDS or FAMILY...)
next to 4, 5, & 6 .













DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID













5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, & 11
















6. Finally,

MAKE A WISH

















ARE YOU READY?
HERE IS THE

KEY TO THE GAME


1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in

SPACE 2





2. THE PERSON IN SPACE

3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE






3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in

SPACE 7






4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in

SPACE 4







5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO

KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.







6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS YOUR

LUCKY STAR







7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE

PERSON IN NUMBER 3






8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE

PERSON IN 7







9. THE 10 TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT

YOUR MIND






10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU

FEEL ABOUT LIFE






11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR

LUCKY NUMBER

SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF
10 PEOPLE
WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.



IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.

IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE

STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.
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Anixsia Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2010
although you're gone for a while, i still find solace in the words you've laced together. your words are powerful, even in your absence.
sometimes words are the best thing to leave behind :)
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