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 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Poetic T
Skeletal remains* above the waters edge
What was so full of life now
Rotting,
Decayed,
Unrecognizable
To what was pictured before,
The waves wash upon it
Weathering its remains
No one cares, they see the remnants
But not a second look or care
Forgotten,
Past,
Blind
To its fate, so uncaring even though
The remains still visible,
"We mourn"
Those who remember that life
Now consumed by the sea,
Soon another memory  lost
"When the storm came"
What was there now gone,
"So much joy given"
Now but a broken shell pier
Its remains still showing
But who now knows for how long..
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
WickedHope
Pointless
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
WickedHope
I started to write a pity piece,
Then realized how foolish that was.    
Who the **** wants to read that,                      
Read this?                                                            ­                
When there are plenty of deep, insightful poems to be written!

But I don't think I'm very good at those...
Sorry for whatever this is...
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Creep
It's the quiet ones that you should be terrified of.
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Ember Evanescent
If you ever get in an argument and you think you are losing
use Jack Sparrow logic:
No, you can't be right! Because if you have said I am not right then you have admitted that if you were to say I was right you would be wrong which would be the opposite of you being right making me right even though I am certainly already right without you theoretically saying what is wrong about me not being right so in the end you find that my rightness doesn't need to be proven because if I tried to prove it I would be admitting that I am wrong whereas if I were right (which I am) the rightness of my statements would speak for themselves needless of evidence. Therefore, by you claiming that you are right and proving it you are proving that you are wrong by admitting your points need to be proven because of their wrongness. I am absolutely right about this and you are most certainly left about this. Wait what?
Savy?
if you are wondering if I can do ANYTHING other than obsess over fictional characters the answer is yes. I can go like this! *dramatically wiggles fingers in air*
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
PerfectTruths
The Thought of growing older to become nothing.
The embarrassment of failure even when you try something.
Something to make it in life, become a "big shot".
You think you pass, you've made great effort, but you're taken back.
The fear of failure itself allows you to fail.
Being laughed at in the end, no longer head but tail.
There was a time I use to be head,
but now all that's dead.
They lied! They lied! TRY TRY and SUCCEED.
Scholarships, Ivy League, rich, fast cars, to which I feed,
My mind on to be,
They lied, no chance for me.
I've been trying for a long time, Failed me yet.
I study really hard, feel good, still fail? I don't get.
An Ivy League School was where I placed by bet.
but now it seems like there're change of plans, no cars, no money, no fast jet.
I make it known to everyone, my friends and family from now.
If i end up on the road side, no education, and eat with cows.
For education and a life worth living cannot be bought.
I tend to take action of my suicidal thought.

IF FEELING DEPRESSED AFTER  READING THIS POEM ,PLEASE ENSURE TO READ http://perfecttruths.blogspot.com/2014/03/a-word-from-wise.html
IF FEELING DEPRESSED AFTER  READING THIS POEM ,PLEASE ENSURE TO READ http://perfecttruths.blogspot.com/2014/03/a-word-from-wise.html  
THE MORAL OF THE POEM IS NOT TO ENCOURAGE THE BEHAVIOR AND AIM SAID IN THE POEM AT THE END, BUT TO VIEW THE EMOTIONS OF EVERYDAY PEOPLE IN OUR SOCIETY WHO HAVE THESE THOUGHTS.
I AM A VICTIM.
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Ember Evanescent
Step 1: Take a breather. Don't start going insane and terrorizing the city with chainsaws. That is in a later step. Go have a cup of tea. Calm. If you're cold go get a blanket. Think warm thoughts. Imagine you are on fire. Okay, actually never mind, don't do that.

Step 2: Go back to your computer and hold down the off button until it completely shuts off.

Step 3: Scream obscenities at your laptop, kick it and drop it off the roof.

Step 4: Wonder why it isn't turning on.

Step 5: Call your second cousin twice removed's best friend's dogsitter's guitar teacher's Polish-speaking doctor who lives in Germany. Ask him for help. Apologize for thinking she was a man and explain the ****** hair in the pictures and her extremely deep voice were misleading. Say hello a couple times into the receiver before accepting she has hung up on you.

Step 6: Send your second cousin twice removed's best friend's dogsitter's guitar teacher's Polish-speaking doctor who lives in Germany a basket of muffins with a heartfelt apology note written in Korean, to prove you are multi-cultural.

Step 7: Hug your computer and stroke it creepily whispering: Awwww who’s a good laptop?

Step 8: Dump a bucket of water on your computer when it STILL doesn’t turn on. That’ll teach it.

Step 9: Cry about your hair not being shiny enough. Get distracted by a butterfly. Wonder why there is a butterfly in the middle of the arctic. Wonder why you are in the arctic and how you got there.

Step 10: Feed your stupid meany-pants laptop to a polar bear.

Step 11: RUN in terror from the hungry polar bear with indigestion that you have just *******.

Step 12: Get your chainsaw and go terrorize the nearest village.

Step 13: Send that village a basket of muffins and a heart-felt apology note written in gibberish so they are impressed by the fact that you are fluent in Gibberish.

(OPTIONAL STEP 14: Send that polar bear a basket of muffins. Just to be nice.)
Stay tuned for more HOW TO posts :D
Hope this was helpful. If this offended you in any way, I apologize. I will send you a basket of muffins.
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Creep
Live more
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Creep
Sleep?
Pfft.
Sleep is for the weak.
Don't sleep,
and you'll live for awhile longer.
 Nov 2014 Jinxx
Creep
HAPPY THANKSGIVING.  :3
this past year has been quite stressful for me, but with hp here supporting me, ive been able to survive through it :) im grateful to have you guys here with your kind words and your awesome poetry. It has kept me alive and breathing in this dead world that we live in... Thanx so much for just being here... It means more than you know...
So happy to have u guys... Thank you.
And happy thanksgiving :)
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