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Melody Feb 2011
You want to live,
In a collage.
You want to die,
In a painting.
You want to cry,
In a photograph.
You want to smile,
In a song.
You want to laugh,
In a smile.

You want to live,
In a collage.
:)
Melody Feb 2011
I went through the trouble of putting you two guys together,
And now you guys are screaming at me.
What the heck did I do deserve the screaming?!
You guys are insane!
I thought you loved each other!
Stop screaming at me!
CURSED LOVE!!!!
:) To Courtney
Melody Feb 2011
She was left.
With nothing.
No clothes,
No toiletries,
No emotions,
Nothing.
If she could cry she would cry
For nothing.
If her eyes could cry she would cry
For just emptiness.
For there is nothing inside her.
Except these boiling tears that have never existed.
She died crying,
Because the spell came loose


If her eyes could cry
Trust me,
She'd never break.
Because she's figured out that you loathe her
She's as cold and hard as stainless steel.
For she has no emotions,
because you took them away,
And left her with nothing.
If her eyes could cry,
She'd cry.
Umm...Not sure...
Melody Feb 2011
I sat there
Forever
Waiting for you to come
For my own selfish reasons.
Only to discover under my tears,
That I had accidently drowned everything,
Even the sea,
Underneath the Night Sky.
Melody Feb 2011
Sitting on a rock
Looking into the lake.
Looking through a picture of a person,
You can't even name..


Your reflection isn't your face,
But a girl you don't even know
And never will.



Your reflection is the painting to show us
Your face,
But not your soul
Reflection is the safest way to live in a world.
Never letting anyone in..
Creating your own world.
It's so...
Realistic..
But it's only a reflection
A world that will never happen..
copyright Melody: poeticvoice.ning.com
Melody Feb 2011
A black rose,
You set upon her coffin..
Her pinned-black coffin..
That quotes..
"You broke me I'll break you too.."
Nobody found out who quoted the quote...
But you broke her...And she broke you..
But you broke her more than she thought,
So you broke her heart,
And made her fall..
And so now you set this black rose,
Upon her naked chest..
Umm...This is what I call a "Dead Love" poem.... :P
Melody Feb 2011
A journey
I fell upon.
When I was born.
I continued to live up until I was eleven
I had to stop for a little bit
Pause the clock from tick and tocking and think
Think of something.
Not emotions or self esteem
But my life all together.
I realized instead of just letting my life tumble away
Or let it slip through my fingers
I need to catch it.
Hold it and tell myself
to find my reason why I continued.
And so in order to actually find my life,
I made a promise

This certain journey took away my tears and carried the burden off my shoulders

I started the journey once I made that promise, and I can never let that promise shatter in my hands.
This promise saved my life
This is the promise:

I promise that I will find certain little girls out there, girls that are being tortured, mentally,physically or emotionally and save them from cutting their line. They have a life to live and I AM NOT! going to let them stop. After all we all have a reason. We just haven't took note to it yet.



Most people question it,
They think it's simple, it's not.

I am going to help every person in need of help no doubt
I'm a simplistic person but when it comes to pain I absolutely cannot take it!
Even if it's the worst person on the planet I shall help, but only to heal their hearts.

Also, if I die helping somebody it will not be a problem, because I died at fate.
I tried my best and never gave up
I raised my head way up high and shouted to the world
"I'm going to live!"
And you should live too.
Copyright Melody: Poeticvoice.ning.com
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