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Last Song of the NightYour hands
upon my
waist
Pulling me
closer to
your
Chest, my
arms around
your
Neck, swaying
to and
fro
To the
80's love
song
You, I
and the
room
Are spinning
almost as
fast
As my
head, and
the
Speakers beat
almost as
loud
As my
heart.

Returned or Burned?Will all the love I have for you ever be returned?
Or maybe I'm waiting for my heart to be burned.
Is all the hope I have simply pretend?
I shutter at the thought of a bitter-sweet end.

Is waiting for you like waiting for rain?
Maybe I'm just opening my heart to pain.
Does hope glimmer for the words you and me?
Tell me what you think we should and could be.

Are dreams of us only thoughts inside my head?
I would rather have you in reality instead.
Do you ever think of me all the time too?
No one else in this whole world will do.

Will you leave me wondering day and night?
Only you can make this story of us right.
Will you leave me all al

34 WednesdayI close my eyes.
I see your face.
But I walk the path alone.
I watch you move.
I see your smile.
But I walk the path alone.
I might say hi or walk on by and throw the feelings away.
It’s dark and cold,
As these memories unfold,
And I need you.

I see the truth.
I hide away.
But still I think of you.
I see the girl.
I know the end.
But still I think of you.
I realise as time goes by, I was never your type of girl.
It’s dark and cold.
As these memories unfold.
And I need you.

I see you talk.
I hear you laugh.
But I couldn’t do this yet.
I think you care.
I hear your words.
But I couldn’t do this yet.
Words over read, th

As If...When you came through my open window,
you were cold and wet from the downpour,
and you held me so close to your body
as if to say I could be yours.

You touched my skin softly
and I heard you whisper and let you taunt;
As if I didn't realize it was only means
to get the only thing you ever want.

As if my skin isn’t covered
by your touch, by your brand,
as if I’d had a single choice
when I let go of your hand.

After it was over,
you were cruel and so unkind;
just to make sure I realized
that you aren’t really mine.

You hardly spoke a single word
and slept turned away from me,
as if the blanket you were using
hadn’t

Depression--Depression—
It’s burning my soul
And it takes me to dark places
It has scared me much, but also made me aware
For in my life its claimed all spaces
I have learned I’m too young to die
But still, day by day the weaker I get
And the weaker I get the more I cry
I’m dying for someone to notice
Yet I’m too weak to let anyone know
I’m at the point of no return
It won’t let me go
With every grim occasion
Little does anyone know
I’m simply trying to survive
Every spill of my deep, everlasting depression

My roseMy rose

To love some one is not an easy feat
But with you it seems like I may fly
When I'm with you i feel wholly complete
I promise with me you will never cry

I may not ride a gleaming white horse
But I will love you till the end of time
With you I feel like my life is on course
my heart and soul are now sublime

I'd rather sit under a tree with you
Than to be in heaven with the angels
because without you life is very blue
I swear I'm not playing any angle

So please know my love for you is true
You are the one and only girl I love
Lets stick together like gorilla glue
This is a match made in heaven above

So let us not begin to oppose

Kyley'know,
there's days where my mouth will ache from laughing or smiling
and there's days where my eyes will hurt from crying
and there'll be days when the sun will bring us all out from our homes
along with windy cold days, bringing deep sighs and moans
but through out my tangled emotions and the weather, a blur,
i shall love you forever, no matter what may occur.

The Millionth TimeYou were in my dreams for the millionth time
Yet my feelings for you I cannot truly define
When you speak my name you set my heart on fire
Sparking the flames of innocent desire
I cherish the moments that we spend together
They may seem trivial but I'll keep them forever
I'll do all that I can to hide this from you
I don't know how you'd react if you knew the truth
And they say 'take it easy'; makes sense - love is tough
But I try and I try and it is never enough
I suppose I'll keep trying, for my heart won't resign
But I'll never be yours, and you'll never be mine

Jedi love poemThis is for the guy, who stole my heart from me
Your love is more pure than any star wars fanfiction I have read
I am more sure about us, than I know Han Solo and Princess Leia are meant to be
From the way you turn my face scolding red
Master Skywalker I have one request for you
I wish to be your padme, your forever love
Since I know these feelings to be true.
Is it time to release the Jedi mind controlled doves?
For my throat gets as dry as Tatooine
And my hands are as wet as Kamino
my heart decides to make a scene
Any time on the holonet you show
Let us meet and marry in peaceful
pagoda
Because Uma Ji muna sweets patoga

Relieved By MortalityAs the close comes near,
Eyes flash with fear,
Combing the black
Never able to go back.

My pupils adjust
To what is unjust
And peer and them,
Reciting my hymns.

Teeth bared without regret-
What a sight I won’t forget.
I will forever recollect
Being genetically incorrect.

Relief courses through me,
And I climb down my tree.
I repel from my cover,
And leave, in peace, to meet my lover.

The mirrorI look in the mirror,
and I find my self looking at you
I no longer recognize myself,
And I wish that wasn't true.
My whole life I'm pretending,
Every day is just lies.
Loving you is my new identity,
You're the soul behind my eyes.
Your voice is all I hear,
Echoing inside my head.
When all else I know is gone,
i feel my senses go dead
I don't remember who I was,
I have been lost for too long
You made things seem right
When everything appeared so wrong.
I am lucky to be the center of your love
In this relation ill be bound.
But understand I'm searching for myself.
The true me needs to be found.

EgoIn agony I remain restrained,
Nothing more than my own fault,
For letting my soul become so staind,
And not keeping it all in a halt,

I've opened my heart to brightness,
Yet unprepared I truely was then,
To break free from my loneliness,
My cold and bleak, forlorn den.

Since emotions are long departed,
What was the reason for caring,
I once understood why they started,
Now gladly they're dissapearing,

In control of this, nothing more
Than a fleeting moment of hope,
My wounds are becoming but a sore,
And my scars will help me cope.

The 21st of May 2013

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destroyed.
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and the world fell into oblivion
even if it was just for a moment.
You caught me as I fell from the void
and realized you didn't know me.
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to show yourself to me.
Once upon a time...
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It'll Be AlrightNo matter how hard life seems,
no matter what pain life brings,
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Your voice in my thoughts is so unclear..
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gone by.

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as just another part of me gone from my past.
We could have made a future together.
We could have made it, could've made it last.

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while I sit alone,
the feeling of you comes back to me.
Your love was my everything.
Your heart was my home.

I hate to think of you
as just another part of me gone from my past.
We could have made a future together.
We could have made it, could've made it last.

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that remains dormant
waiting for the right moment
to erupt.
The calm before the storm;
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The tremors before
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by ~fading-shadow, Nov 22, 2004, 4:56:29 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Traditional Fixed Forms

Murdered by your hate,
only to be reborn in your love.
I'll tear myself apart
for you.

You're the one who left me empty,
and you're the only one who can
fill me again.
I'll tear myself apart for you.

As I hear your voice
after so long,
I can almost pretend this never happened.
I'll tear myself apart for you.

I see the pain you'll bring,
but I'm giving in anyway.
I'll tear myself apart again...
for you.

Masochistby ~fading-shadow

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Traditional Fixed Forms

eh...not good at descriptions

~BellaStella88 Nov 24, 2004

I'm not trying to nit-pick but you said critique was welcome so....your title. I don't know if it fits. I see the allusion to pain in the poem, but you don't ever talk about ENJOYING the pain. I took it as you DIDN'T enjoy the pain. It's kind of misleading. You don't have to change it, but it's just not fitting to the poem. And it's a great poem. You should do it the justice it deserves. I'm just worried people will look at the title and think, "Oh, God, an EMO poem. BLAH." Because people are bitches and honestly think that people don't use effort to write emo stuff. I respect ANYONE who is going to take a step and go out and submit something to be read. That in itself is deserving of attention. I hate people who judge by titles, and I'm worried that all the "oh-so-unique-and-awesome "noncomformists" of the internet" will come and see that and think they're too cool to read it. Which they aren't! Because it's good!

Done ranting. Great job.

~fading-shadow Nov 26, 2004

you're right. but i chose the title because the speaker of the poem is continually putting herself in a position to be hurt again even though she knows it's going to happen and though she may not enjoy the pain she is still allowing it to occur time and time again. thanks for the criticism.

~Infrunitas Nov 24, 2004

Excellent. I could almost feel the texture of the words like a second heartbeat. My only trouble is your periods, they really cancel out the flow (I catch the sentence/thought change from your capitalization but the periods just make me stop and thicken on those words). Of course, you being the genius you are, probably want this and I am but humbled and in awe by your decision. ^.^

Have a great day, my friend (good seeing you posting again)

~fading-shadow Nov 24, 2004

I'm hardly a genius when it comes to poetry and any constructive criticism you may have is welcome. But thanks for the compliments.

~mistress-macabre Nov 22, 2004 Hobbyist Photographer

Wow... this is... stunning. It's going on my faves.

~fading-shadow Nov 23, 2004

thanks

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