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kira-alice-lemay
kira-alice-lemay
26/Transgender Female/NC
Is anybody happier because you passed his way? Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today? The day is almost over, and its toiling time is through; Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word to you? Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that's slipping fast, That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed? Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said? Does the man who's hopes were fading, Now with the courage look ahead? Did you waste the day or lose it? Was it well, or sorely spent? Did you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent? As you close your eyes in slumber, do you think that God will say, You have earned one more tomorrow, by the work you did today?
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:49 PM UTC
How wasted was time spend
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren't enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!" In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And placed the flower to his nose And declared with overacted surprise, It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it; here, it's for you." The **** before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need." but instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind. I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun As I thanked him for picking the very best one. You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight. Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, And appreciate every second that's mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as I watched that young boy, Another **** in his hand, About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
The beautiful rose still grows even in its concrete graveyard
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren't enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!" In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And placed the flower to his nose And declared with overacted surprise, It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it; here, it's for you." The **** before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need." but instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind. I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun As I thanked him for picking the very best one. You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight. Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, And appreciate every second that's mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as I watched that young boy, Another **** in his hand, About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
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How do I tell you I'm sorry - With a gesture, a look, a touch? How is it I never realized I hurt you so very much? I do not ask forgiveness, A comfort I'll never deserve. I merely want to let you know, But I cannot find the nerve. To finally confront you, face-to-face, To look you in the eye, To face your wrath, your apathy - Too terrified to try. You called me selfish, I turned away, I festered and I fled; Cutting and wounding and lashing out, Just to see if you bled. Betraying and deceiving you, I surely had no right To ****** away such a precious gem; A dark thief in the night. 3 months and forever passed To bring us to this day, When I present these simple words I never thought to say. The time has come, it's long past due, To put aside my fear; Would this confession torture you, Or have you longed to hear? To hear those forbidden words, To vanquish all the pain, To understand my dearest wish: To know you once again. The months aged me remarkably, Though they have not made me wise; I do know I erred irrevocably - For that I apologize.
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:46 PM UTC
I am so sorry
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting; she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy It's just the way she wanted her life to be. On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, Because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you had to have clout, And dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got ready for the big event But as she rushed around like she had no sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies, But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, But the moonlight ride would have to wait. For Dan was half drunk by this time. But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Dan took a puff. Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Dan was ready to ride to the point But only after he'd smoked another joint. They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, And Dan started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football.) "Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb." With all of her might, she pushed Dan away: "Please take me home, I don't want to stay." Dan cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast. As Dan drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, But he just got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride." Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember the force of impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, And heard, "call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble! Voices she heard...a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck. Then wondered to herself if Dan was all right, And if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, As they gently told her that Dan was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died." Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied, And that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best To bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad." This story is sad and unpleasant but true, So young people take heed, it could have been you.
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:46 PM UTC
Tragically are the colors you bleed
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting; she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy It's just the way she wanted her life to be. On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, Because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you had to have clout, And dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got ready for the big event But as she rushed around like she had no sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies, But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, But the moonlight ride would have to wait. For Dan was half drunk by this time. But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Dan took a puff. Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Dan was ready to ride to the point But only after he'd smoked another joint. They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, And Dan started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football.) "Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb." With all of her might, she pushed Dan away: "Please take me home, I don't want to stay." Dan cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast. As Dan drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, But he just got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride." Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember the force of impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, And heard, "call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble! Voices she heard...a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck. Then wondered to herself if Dan was all right, And if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, As they gently told her that Dan was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died." Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied, And that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best To bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad." This story is sad and unpleasant but true, So young people take heed, it could have been you.
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It makes me happy being by your side All those feelings I just can not hide You are the one who brightens my day You make my path clearer in everyway Nobody is as special as you are to me I just hope that one day you will see For I vow to give you all I have to give Loving you for you as long as I live I just can't describe how much I care But when you need me, I will be there To wipe your tears when you are sad And make you happy when you are mad Baby don't ever forget my love for you For without you here I'd have no clue There's no other place I'd want to be Except holding your hand for eternity
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:43 PM UTC
Unapologetic love of twos fates combined
My world is falling, crumbling apart, life is meaningless & that's just the start My hearts so sore, I can feel it breaking & I swear to god it leaves me shaking Late at night till early in the morning, lying in bed eyes wide open. Didn't sleep last night, like all the others, instead I just lie crying in the covers Quick, wipe away all the tears before they come near. must hide this depression & the feelings of fear For all they know I'm happy & always smiling, but deep inside my soul is dying I can feel it rotting, it wants to scream, but I won't let it... not for the time being I can never tell them how I feel cause the happiness I wear to them is real For them to hear that I wish I was dead... it would **** them, they'd be filled with dread So I'll try my best no to be selfish, I'll keep my secret hidden & just let them rest but god I can't take it much longer... I'll probably be dead before they even wonder.
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 12:34 AM UTC
Masking the feels
The stars are pouring through the night sky Like the tears of a heart without a place to call home All the questions of 'what if's and all the unanswered 'why's But if you look close enough, you'll find the beauty in the darkness There's a story to be told A lesson to be learned Never forget that some bridges Were meant to be burned They say that misery loves company If that's the case, then you were meant for me Though often enough I find myself all alone While surrounded by most grandest of grand company But I promise you this with the utmost certainty That if you look close enough you'll find the beauty with in the darkness Cause there's a story to be told And a lesson to be learned And promise to never ever forget That some bridges were meant to remain burned Sadly our paths shall meet their part For fate favors not the song of our heart And as it turns out, it is I that misery seeks her company So please don't bother transcending the tortured existence Miss Misery gracefully gifted to none other than me And remember that story that was told And all the lessons that had to be learned Oh, and yeah, did I forget to say That some bridges were meant to burn Please don't look so sad, if you look close enough you will find the beauty in the darkness
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 12:24 AM UTC
This is your story you pick the title
stand fast, past the limits of time perceive my perceptions think quick to flip on a dime inceptions allowed to alter your reflection speeding up the mind to unwind the mysteries of the worlds views on insecurities and mankind's ability to alter beliefs on others own reality yea claim your free slow down time so drips drip for eternity allowing more time for certainty lies like gun blast ripped threw to me my voice is that of a ninja silent to your senses but never unclear with my intentions in a since my meanings are beyond your understanding here i am im standing high, wait are you demanding? i was not handing you the light to speak your future with me is looking quit bleak dont follow to close cause you might fall in to deep your slowing down now leveling out i think you reached your peak drop habits ingest the lucids to get back up and seek out the ending your mind last speaks hold close your fire for your own warmth to keep let lose on the world 4 days no sleep the felling is quit unique, want i should tweak ? advance beyond your body so weak acid drips and outer body trips rips your mind apart when you here me speak you hear it in your heart try to dissect and digest my meanings and you'll see your mind grows dark this is not a contest there's no hat take off the bulletproof vest free your chest to just let go no control let letting go freely flow threw out your body now now naughty naughty lucid act cause you to unjustly react step back take a minute regain your composer its all almost over im painting the picture im the composer i am what is real your just a poser i king, kings fill there life with shinny things create a new world order i retain knowledge like a hoarder crossing on boundaries i believe in no borders ultimate freedom in all forms so take flight transform let your minds eye open why do you conform live away from the norm feel the way of life truly reborn that is im done no more but rest ashore i will be back to explore your life more so right now out pour to restore your postwar and dont forget to your life is lived ******** take care bye bye thats it no more
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
Thinking outward In the universe
stand fast, past the limits of time perceive my perceptions think quick to flip on a dime inceptions allowed to alter your reflection speeding up the mind to unwind the mysteries of the worlds views on insecurities and mankind's ability to alter beliefs on others own reality yea claim your free slow down time so drips drip for eternity allowing more time for certainty lies like gun blast ripped threw to me my voice is that of a ninja silent to your senses but never unclear with my intentions in a since my meanings are beyond your understanding here i am im standing high, wait are you demanding? i was not handing you the light to speak your future with me is looking quit bleak dont follow to close cause you might fall in to deep your slowing down now leveling out i think you reached your peak drop habits ingest the lucids to get back up and seek out the ending your mind last speaks hold close your fire for your own warmth to keep let lose on the world 4 days no sleep the felling is quit unique, want i should tweak ? advance beyond your body so weak acid drips and outer body trips rips your mind apart when you here me speak you hear it in your heart try to dissect and digest my meanings and you'll see your mind grows dark this is not a contest there's no hat take off the bulletproof vest free your chest to just let go no control let letting go freely flow threw out your body now now naughty naughty lucid act cause you to unjustly react step back take a minute regain your composer its all almost over im painting the picture im the composer i am what is real your just a poser i king, kings fill there life with shinny things create a new world order i retain knowledge like a hoarder crossing on boundaries i believe in no borders ultimate freedom in all forms so take flight transform let your minds eye open why do you conform live away from the norm feel the way of life truly reborn that is im done no more but rest ashore i will be back to explore your life more so right now out pour to restore your postwar and dont forget to your life is lived ******** take care bye bye thats it no more
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To say I want to Ram you would be crass. I'll cut the Bull and skip right to the chase. You see, I crave your Twins and your tight ass. Unless you have ***** I must kiss your face. I am the Lion, king of your wild bush. If you're a ****** I shall set you free. I'll Scale your curving landscape, make you gush. Sting like a Scorpion or honey bee. I shoot like Archers fixed on the red spot. Like a Goat, I will eat damn-near anything. As I Bear Water boiling in your *** The Fish will stew and you will surely sing. Baby, this is no cheap-ass pick-up line, But I was wondering: what is your sign?
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
What's your sign ?
The light went dim in the street of hate Another night falls It's your own fate The Stage is set, come see the show Nail them up and let the blood flow I hate my hate, hate is flown away I hate my hate, why would you go away I hate my hate, please stay Heal our physical wounds with fear let our kin disappear The show is over, it's time to go home **** your children let the blood flow I hate my hate, the endless stain I hate my hate, ease the pain I hate my hate, hate is me Sapien business, survival of the fittest Killer instinct, we are on the brink of extinction
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 11:39 PM UTC
Lovely hate