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PeacefulOh, woe!
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OpheliaYou're sinking into putrid and pretentious water brother, and it's not giving you back. Sinking till your teeth and your bones erode, till your every waterway is flooded; flooded, dams broken, overflowing, choking.Ophelia
And now your heart is skipping much like it does when it thinks your lungs have become wings but they haven't brother, they haven't, they are but urns, vessels, inseminated with your liquid notions, pleura full and bursting - blooming into aconite delusions of blues and whites.
Blues and whites, white, blue, now that's a colour, a colour better suited to your skin, she told you, she told you so, and you believed. And
by ~bitter-touch
La la la-laYesterday when all the stars fell out of the sky, I think they settled somewhereLa la la-la
between
your skin and your bones and I'll go straight to "angel" before-
"Umm,
nice to meet you..."
See, I've already dissected your parts, laid your ribs out side-by-side
and oh
they sparkle,
my friend. They lie in perfect, fine lines like pure, pristine, (you are)
profound.
Today all the lights in the sky have gone out,
though. And I know your hands shake when you're alone at night. &n
by ~bitter-touch
Little Light.It’s in the way the computer hums when there are no other sounds at night. It’s…in his hair, and under his skin And in my head.Little Light.
In wanting to be invisible And seeking warm places alone
in which to crawl into forever.
It’s in being lonely and hating company In pushing away
And the lamplight on my sketches.
It’s in the way my stomach churns
When they say your name.
When I see your face and all these coincidences are so real it makes me
Want to drown.
(Meanwhile, I smile and say I'm feeling a little ti
by ~bitter-touch
A Song for my UnsungThis is a new game A brand new tune For you toA Song for my Unsung
Hum along to when your lips won’t move.
Do you think I care how it sounds?
I can tell you These words aren’t what you want to hear
“You can’t see This passive energy Ivory this dark, this cold No one really knows me.”
You may just hum along.
If you are the wind I’ll be the concussion Of symbols clashing -
A pattern in the air
Oh, regret, regret; don’t speak Just cast
this tune …To hum along to.
Metaphori
by ~bitter-touch
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Alabaster amore'Our love, you see, is like a glass of milk; just poured and placed upon the counter top:Alabaster amore'
so rich it fills our bodies up, as well as giving strength for us to thrive upon.
So careless, we assumed it fine alone, and like the milk, it did not fair with age.
Our love, you see has curdled and it's grown into a most disatisfying taste.
by ~azriphale
The Ballad...The Ballad Of My Far-Reaching, Eternal And Undying Love For YouThe Ballad...
Your beauty is like a cactus Your face is spikey and green How I long to kiss you But I would puncture my lip On the sharp spines of your love And have to go to hospital But Pumpkin, you couldn't visit me... Because cactuses Don't have feet.
I wuv you, I wuv you, like a wheelbawwow.
You are the flower of my heart That I forgot to water Even though You are not my daughter... I have drowned in a river Of your tears And I have not quoted Any lines of Shake
by ~ancient-seeker
The Dark Thoughts of the LostI am a hollow shell, One lacking trust and sincerity, As my mind wanders meaninglessly, Insanity gives me the gift of purity, One I would do naught but turn my back to, And now I see sanity's value as I fade away, But deceitful lies and trickery, Have done all but set me free.The Dark Thoughts of the Lost
The lies, naught the moon,
They pull the heavy tide from me, And underneath the murky waters piled corpses I see, All grinning with what would be, My grin of insanity.
And, as I escape thee, sanity, I feel, for once, truely free, No more should my mind corner me, &nb
by ~SilenceDivine
Crazy Artificial PushingGold, ice; Tapestries, books; Perfume, feathers, roses; Imported water, candlesticks.Crazy Artificial Pushing
The sun? It's out there. Ready to go.
Cybernetic eyes Bright pink artificial Pretty plastic eyes. Behind An elegant mind hums away.
Sun, smog, buzzing bugs; Someplace bright and dizzying. Still game? Anywhere bright and dizzying; Ice cream and brain freezes; Sweat all over; Ragged.
Then it happened:
by =hajike-no-tori
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- Skin of choice: ...Again...pretty...skin? X3
- Favourite game: *nerd face* Don't get me started.
- MSN: my_sleeping_valentine@hotmail.com
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Literature: ~bitter-touch
Art: *Midsummer-snow
I wish
you hadn't been sewn into my lungs.
I wish you weren't such a complex
and breathtaking tapestry.
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Fly, pig, fly!!
Favourite poet or writer: bitter-touch on dA <3
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I KISSED A MUDKIP AND I LIEKED IT!
Proud to be SHA GOJYO of ~rp-ikkou; accept no substitutes! I write TL;DR poetry and the occasional story. My drawing ability...needs work.
I feel so speshal!! ^___^
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When life hands me lemons, I give them to Tori. <3
A contradiction in essence
Wildness in restraint
Heavier than fiction
Dreaming wide awake.
I take a bow
Are you Ok
I hope so
Come to me
Come and see
My gallery
It's for free
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Fuck the world before it fucks you
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Literature: ~bitter-touch
Art: =Midsummer-snow
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