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Raylene Lu Jan 2016
One day it came to me
The day when I met he
The guy who was full of mystery
And left my head with much curiosity

He always wanted to be alone
And often does his emotions not shown
And now he has outgrown
The curiosities much more impossible to be blown

Every night I see him
Creeping in the woods so dim
Leaning in the pain he's probably suffering
That had always left a question in my mind hanging

One night I followed him
From the trace of his screaming
Then after a few seconds I was panicking
For a beast was suddenly attacking

A familiar face saved me
With his mouth so ******
What could he possibly be?
Then suddenly I realized he was bloodthirsty

I was aware of the possibility
That fear would soon capture me
But then I opened my eyes to see the reality
That he didn't want this to be

He didn't want to bring fear to humanity
As a child he was living peacefully
Now his life's broken to misery
And I finally understood he

The crystals from his eyes tell me
That the pain was killing he
That he was calling help from me
Before he comes to level E

Now that I unlocked the mystery
I knew my heads not spinning because of curiosity
For when he stares at me
It's like my world's suddenly turned to fantasy

I'd rather tell my cry
For my heart couldn't keep a lie
For his eyes is blazing with fire
I'll always dream for a date with the vampire
THIS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME IT BELONGS TO GENESE LOZADA.
Lunar Nov 2015
you know that famous saying
"notice me, senpai"

but heck, you're younger.
that makes me your senpai.
we could be a romance-comedy manga or anime.
so let's make a plot twist together.
how about
i write this on a piece of paper,
and drop it into your locker?
" "notice me" - senpai "
*senpai = someone older than you. could be in terms of age or level/degree.

which kinda fits since the guy im interested in right now is chinese but he looks japanese too so /screams internally/
EtherealOmega Nov 2015
A trickster’s grin
And a flash of smoke.
A quiet snicker
Meant to at your feelings poke.

This broker knows just how you’ll act
That is just a honest fact.
He watches you from behind cold glass,
And you won’t notice him when you pass.

His only rival has hair of gold
And is a fiery flame to the broker’s cold.
No one knows their true relation
But it could lead to his damnation
Should he give in a bit too much to temptation.

For now he’ll wait
And the lives of others begin to taint.
He loves humanity after all
And wants to see all the ways that they could fall.
This is what happens when I start re-watching Durarara for the hell of it.
Welp.. Here ya go!
Animation intense,
Graphics tight,
Wars to be commenced,
Beautiful lights

Parasyte to the Maximum,
Difficulties awaiting,
Parasyte emporium,
O! What am I saying?
Miguela shine Nov 2015
Is it so
cliche
or taboo
or unbecoming
to scream aloud Senpai! notice me?
I don't
won't
can't say it you see
for i don't want the student body to think i'm a creep
Anime she watches
she weird
oh no
So for it
my love i cant show
Angie S Oct 2015
Your voice is a pale yellow, said the boy who
Etched colors into sounds. What he didn't say was that her
Loneliness dyed it that color, and that mosaics
Like her are much more that that; but she can't see herself as art.
Only a broken heart sewn together by shaking fingers,
Whittling away on a train to somewhere.
"I want to be one of you..."

(after episode 6 of znt)
Angie S Oct 2015
Losing herself to the roar of a motorcycle with wings she questions;
Are you going to destroy the world?
Understandably all he did was laugh in response, but the
Girl learned to laugh as well. And she
Held on a little tighter.
"As if anyone would just take me away when I wanted them to."

(This is also about Lisa Mishima from znt, but after episode four.)
Angie S Oct 2015
A smile like the sun on a hot summer day
Cracks open the darkness and peeks out from
Corners of the dirtied bathroom stall;
Other days seemed so hollow that she could
Merely be flung into the air like thin sheets of
Paper with a gust of wind; but today she
Lost herself in a boy who simmered in the pool.
In an instant she learned to live. And, when given the
Choice, rather than take to the air once again, she
Enlisted in his army.
Lisa Mishima. She has eyes like those kids from the institution.

(To understand this poem, 1. Watch at least the first episode of Zankyou no Terror and then 2. Did you notice i spelled a word)
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