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starshinelove
starshinelove
As much as I feel a failure at life, I'm not. The fact that I'm still alive.... is a wonderful thing. I've been dwelling so much on the mistakes I have made I haven't taken proper action to correct them. The pure truth is now is the time the fix them. I can't think of a better time to fix them. Life may have thrown some obstacles in my path , but that's because it knows. It truly knows I like a challenge. It sees that I'm a fighter and knows that I will walk away with a lesson learned. I have been a fool to my own thoughts and my actions and have shown my foolishness as vividly as the sun in the day sky and the moon in the night. Its undeniable that there are things I could have done better and now I can do better. There is nothing more for me to do than pull my socks up, put on my fighting gloves and bust out my moves. I'm stronger than this So life....watch out....I am on to you and your tricks. I won't be a fool anymore
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:36 AM UTC
Bring it on!
This nauseating feeling that I have just won't seem to go away. Every night I reast my eyes hoping its gone by day. I'm losing hope, i'm lacking faith. This feeling likes to haunt me. It can't help but taunt me. So i'll stick my finger down my throat and it will let me be
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:34 AM UTC
Mutilation
Brilliant warning of fearful masterpiece drunken beats of the awestruck ehart devine significance confusion and determination Rapid rythym pumping blood through my infatuation romantic mysteries of blunt fact vs fantasy stubborn to ungrasp afraid to accept reality for it is as a lie in the opposite of truth for the truth holds the reality determining the real truth of the too good to be true fantasy
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:32 AM UTC
Too good to be true
She sits all alone with a sad sense of hope she stares at the scars on her tormented soul tear drops of rain roll down the window she can't help but see the beauty in her own misery. Silently she screams outloud in the night nobody can hear her, cause nobody is there. She reaches for somebody to save her from drowning in pools of empty. She runs past the circle of brilliance fair. She falls down the stairs of misinterpreted souls. Blinking away the life she thought she had. She snaps on the binding fears of the night and wears them as clothing for the reast of her life. She should have chosen tomorrow, cause yesterday is gone now she can't choose today cause the night took her life
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:31 AM UTC
Red Light District
I'm ready for the sun to burn my skin Let the summer consume my motality providing me the abilty of immortality I'm ready to learn the true meaning of brilliance and beauty Granting me the freedom of a bird in the great big sky Let the heavens caress my skin with gentle tears of ecstacy let me dance away the fears of my insanity I want to laugh all day long I want to sing natures song under the summer sun beneath the summer moon let the summer let me allow myself to give myself the permission to enjoy the beautiful reality of my fantasy world on this place called earth
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:29 AM UTC
Summer Lovin
Dance gypsy soul in the garden of your imagination Gypsy lady free your spirit sing the songs of your individuality all night long caress our spirits with the magnificent powers of your captivating intriguablity gypsy princess how us the steps of your mystical life waltz Paint the colors of your rainbow across the hearts of the bleeding Dance gypsy soul Gypsy lady sing the song of your idividuality gypsy princess waltz around mysery waltz it til its gone Oh dance gypsy soul don't give up now gypsy lady you can survive the fight GYpsy soul, Gypsy soul Dance, dance the pain away free your spirit Gypsy lady, Gypsy spirit, Gypsy Princess dance harder than you've ever dance dance us you rgypsy dance, sing us your gypsy song, gypsy soul dance gypsy soul
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:28 AM UTC
Gypsy Song
Oh, the winter nights fall heavy and fast upon us The ghosts of the day surrender and all that remains is you, and me. I Escape into you. Oh ,the stars in your eyes hypnotize The taste of your lips upon mine, inject ecstacy at its purist. Love, sweet love of mine, how I long for your sweet, precious embrace. Shaking in the cold hollow depth of my past exhistence you comfort me , Surrounding me, you are my warmth in the bitter cold truth of this world. These are things, I am unable to control. Reality, is now our souls entwined, Indulge in the beauty of our now. I will die, in the vast of our love.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:16 AM UTC
I love you
I've learned in the past year that "love" means 100% self sacrifice,its putting your wants and ur desires off to the side so the one u care about can flourish. Saying I love u & really meaning it takes courage & strength. Love is a garden that needs care and is never "oversaid" I've learned love is patient,& never kind. Actions speak louder than words and absence is the highest volume. Silence in love is torture. I love u today, as I will love u tomorrow . I meant it then as I mean it now. So, I'll water my garden and PROUDLY watch it grow
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:14 AM UTC
All is fair in love and war
Do you ever just have those moments where somebody asks you if everything is okay and you respond " Yeah, I'm just having a moment?" Are they truly moments? or are they days? Days where you just walk around defeated, where the world seems as though it is happening around you and there's no pause button so you can take a break and say " woah , what the **** is going on here?" Time recognizes no one. Time supposedly heals everything , or does it just continue , so you end up further and further away from the starting issue that it just becomes a faded memory. A pair of jeans that you wear every day because they offer you some sort of comfort
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:13 AM UTC
Lost in Translation
Who am I? Who are you? Who are they? who is whom? Whom is who? We ALL belong in this great sphere of mystery. Though, sometimes it fools us into believing it has spun off of its axis. They, Us, Them, You, I...we. We grasp, clutch onto what is in our reach in order to recieve a somewhat of an understanding of this not so little deal we call life. We turn our heads from that in which we fear, We listen to what we indeed hear, We believe what our souls and hearts urge us to believe. You and I, Us and We, They and them, Whom and so on... we are all the same, searching for answers, why, where, what, when,how , who? We all differ in appearance, in our beliefs and in our fears. We all interperate differently love and hate, ware and peace. Fallen tears, hearty laughs and horrible fears, Mis-spelt words and honest mistakes. All these balance out what we conceive to be unbalancable, They, us them you I we, We are all so focused on asking, why, where when what how who, we seem to have ignored the answer... Human. We are all trying to grasp on to one thing... yet we seem to have forgotten to grasp onto eachother. Love is what keeps the world spinning, but our oh so similar differences is what keeps it balanced. They, Us, Them, You, I, we are love, we are different, we are fear, we are truth, we are faulted , we are human
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:11 AM UTC
MOSAIC ( A poem I wrote in highschool)