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Are you truly that thoughtless?
Or quite simple, just the same?
Can’t you see the blatantly undeniable?
Recurrent actions in centuries passed?

In your hollowed, tenebrous whole
Manifestation of isolation
Is there not a more evident proof
You’re a pillar of others’ melancholy
For your awful reclusion and great lack of communication...
Brianna Jul 2014
I like your lips pressed against mine.
Hard and desiring.

I like  the taste of your skin on my tongue.
There's to much I want to do.

I'm ****** up from the inside out.
****** and rude.

I like you.
Do you like me too?
Sometimes I wonder what would be the change,
If we knew how much we'd impact someone
Before we open our mouths
Becky Littmann Jul 2014
Her eyes are so big & brown
& her face never has a frown
A smile brighter than sun rays
It'll quickly lighten up your darkest days
She's something terrific
Sure she may be a little eccentric
But her positivity is contagious
This girl is overly vivacious
To some it seems a bit odd
& that it is all just a big facade
I can assure you she's not at all fake
But that's how the people judge her, which is their mistake
Since everyone is slightly flawed here & there
Place & time will never matter, assumptions will happen anywhere
Some more than others, obviously
They're the ones getting teased & mistreated, unfortunately
Some people can just be so extremely ruthless & downright mean
& the effects it does aren't always immediately seen
Insulting words that unknowingly abuse the mind, settle in quite deep
But there's no telling how long it'll be, before it begins to outward seep
The pain will surely scar the soul
& nothing can or will ever completely repair the hole
It's like a pair of jeans with a grass stain
Wash after wash it fades but still slightly the green does remain
Never again perfect or close to new
How could it be after what it's been through
So much is attempted to hide & keep concealed
That it slowly but eventually healed
Words one says out loud
Really do make more than just a sound
They leave quite a dent
No matter how they were meant
They can never be unheard
Not even the quietest whispered word
It just lingers in the back of your head
Never forgetting what was said
"Just joking" or "You know I'm kidding" won't make it disappear
It's already vanished into your ear
Even if your response is always defensive
Some are just too slow to look at it from your perspective
& they'll just continue to say snarky *** comments
It's manners they're lacking, thanks to their parents
No bother responding, it won't make it better
They're so **** CLUELESS... Ugh AS IF, WHATEVER!!
There's no effect from their negativity
No sense in losing your dignity
You don't want to stoop to their level & do what they do
That's just stupid, there's no good reason to even want to
They're just a sad, lost cause
A show without a final applause
They need so much attention
Constantly craving & searching for some sort of affection
Like all those misfit toys stuck on that remote island
Happiness is too hard for them to attempt to pretend
Even a smile is becoming harder & harder to fake
So they serve up sarcasm like it's a piece of chocolate cake
Far from sweet & delicious
More like rotten & malicious
BUT that's fine you see
It won't change a thing about me
I don't give a ****
About any opinions you continue to chuck
I really don't care at all
So don't expect me to help you up if you fall
My hand won't be there
Honestly it won't be near, not anywhere
Your sarcasm is rather weak
& gibberish is really all you speak
OOOOHHH....by the way, you're HORRIBLE at pretend
From the very beginning I knew you were an alive version of an invisible friend
Sometimes you were around
& other times, nowhere to be found
****!!! Vanishing like a magic trick, disappearing like a ghost
When I needed a friend the most
I should've realized
You have such vapid eyes
Well I guess you live & you learn
I'm sure someday you'll learn a lesson, unless you've missed your turn
Until the time comes along
You'll continue on like Lamb Chop's never ending song
Going on & on just because
You never really knew what it was
Maybe eventually you'll figure it out
Although that I really do doubt
The truth hurts, yes I know
No sugar coating it, SO THERE YA GO!!
Sweetness wasn't hard to replace
But honestly, for years I've wanted to punch you in the face
I know surprising for me to say
I'm not a fighter in any way
My buttons can only handle being pushed so much
That's when my fists want to react by throwing a punch
OH WELL....what's done is done
A fight is never fun
It's pointless, there's no reason to be fighting
It's like trying to eat & chew without any biting
Or a cotton ball wind chime
.....just a complete waste of time.
Gently scraping the adhering paper from the firm plastic, colorful cube
That beared a delicate weight in my soft, precarious pink hands,
I grasped the sticker and pressed it on my protuberant little veins--
“Innocence!” Clarence cried my misleading appellation,
“Are you cheating? You’re taking off the stickers, mindlessly relocating them
To unravel (or reassemble, rather) the poor little tormented Rubik’s.”
*“Nay, you fool. I’m just rearranging them so that no one can solve the puzzle.
I’m a sadist, not a fraud.”
Silent Thoughts Jun 2014
What makes you think you’re so smart
What makes you’re point is right
You should look at your own life

They didn’t ask you what you thought
But you gave your opinion freely
But you’re not very nice, really

You’re not fooling anyone but fools
And they won’t be there when you fall
That’s when you’ll know what it feels like to be small

I hope that one day you wake up
And see the potential in the world
But for now you’re just a mean girl
Bloxitt219 Jun 2014
We are slaves
to the circumstances
&
They decide for us

While Insanity is reserved
for those who do not
recognize their own
Craziness

What is this
Who are you
Who am I
Who are we
What does it all mean
What happens next
Where do we go from here
What about tomorrow
What about yesterday
What about a 100 years from now
What about a 100 years ago
Or before that or after
What to do
What not to do
When will it get done
When will it be over
How long will you stay for?
Why must others be so vicious so mean?
Why treat others so cruel
Why be nice?
What for?
Does it get you anywhere
Does it gives you anything but,
Peace of mind...
AYA 187 Jun 2014
I draw a picture A simple fixture. Of two vertical bodies at vertical ends, do you see the picture. A verbal description of a beautiful beginning with each other they never felt richer, he had won her heart so I named him victor. Her heart in his hand a solid pitcher he caught it one hand.How could you not understand. One heart one hand her boy her man. He grew inside her she became his home she held her own against all kinds of foe he relished in her midst he thought love was a myth a mixture a blend of two perfect chemicals now do you see where it all began one kiss sealed her lips. The ending to many scripts and clips was the beginning to their bliss. All this because with a song she stole his heart he knew from the start she had won the part. Number one on his charts. You couldn't take her part. You couldn't keep them apart. She was the apple of his heart :)
CommonStory Jun 2014
To **** a bluejay
Give it soda
Lots of soda
They can't drink that ****
They will try to burp and die in the process
Fun fact of the day
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