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Mar 2014 · 480
Lost in Books
autumn colours Mar 2014
She will find herself lost in books that give her the sense of adventure she needs.
Wishing she could fall into the pages of book;
mix in between the lines of characters,
explore all the imaginary places,
get lost in the story line.
She brings those fantasies into her dreams, where she can play it out in her own style.
Imagination is what she breathes on.

Way better to live in a fantasy than in reality.

-rds
hello, long time no see. just putting a little something up, nbd
Aug 2013 · 818
First entry.
autumn colours Aug 2013
August 28th, 2013:*
I met a boy at a party today.*
We spoke a few times.
I took a liking to him.
*For a stranger, he made quite an impression.
Aug 2013 · 530
Dear Stranger..
autumn colours Aug 2013
On a night alone
It's good to know you're out there
doing something
I don't know who you are
but you are there,
and I am here,
and neither of us
are really alone
Aug 2013 · 461
Voices
autumn colours Aug 2013
She stood on the edge
The voices in her head
Just telling her to end it

No one seemed to care...

She took one last breath
And finally, she let go.
Aug 2013 · 481
3:00 AM
autumn colours Aug 2013
it'll be 3:00 AM
and i'll still think of you
and how your eyes look out
to nowhere
pondering
in your own thoughts
Jul 2013 · 596
Us
autumn colours Jul 2013
Us
me and you
snuggled up on a long winter's night
with the record player playing
and the sound of nature surrounding the outside
i'm still getting used to poetry so i may not be good at first >.<
Jul 2013 · 643
If I Told You..
autumn colours Jul 2013
If I told you
you were a sonnet,
English, of course,
fourteen lines of excellence
capped with a heroic couplet,
you’d tell me you
only liked the Italian poets.
If I mentioned you
were as subtle as
Water Lilies,
you’d point out that
you preferred modernism
to French Impressionism,
and if I said I loved you,
would you agree with me,
for once?

— The End —