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Outcast Dreamer Jul 2015
"* And, I saw the Devil,
Staring back at me,
When I looked into the mirror...

But found the Angel,
Staring back at me,
When I looked into her eyes *
"
Outcast Dreamer Jul 2015
// Just wanted to try a new style of writing. Read Slow (makes it more enjoyable..I guess) //

" Underwater ****,
Internally Torn...

Rotten Mind,
Memories Left Behind...

***** Heart,
New..... Start??

Days Roll,
Screaming Soul...

Slow Burn,
Intense Yearn...

Her Name???
Forgotten Lanes...

Her Eyes,
Beautiful Lies...

A Living Reverie,
Eclipsed By Tragedy...

An Incomplete Story,
Spouting Irony...

Fourth of April,
An Angel's Betrayal...

Right Word???
Eternal Search...

Last Time???
.
.
No Rhyme... **"
Few pairs like "Underwater ****" or "Fourth of April" won't make sense as they are personal, but then it's better if few things never make sense anyway.
Outcast Dreamer Jul 2015
"Smile to your shadow,
It won't smile back...
Say something to it,
It won't reply back...

It won't ever say anything to you,
Yet, It will always follow you (Like a fool)...
When the times are good,
When the times are bad...
Ever felt such a belonging?
No you didn't!
Bet your Shadow did.
"

(Let me be your
Shadow**)
Outcast Dreamer Jul 2015
"* And the devil in Aphrodite's Mind,
Gave birth to a masterpiece,
A *Woman

To lust...
A man's mind**"
Outcast Dreamer Jul 2015
"And why is that,
we notice the  stars... glittering,
in the night sky...
and try to join the dots...
but why is it...
we never notice
that... Without the Dark...
We did never see the stars??"
Jellyfish Jul 2015
I feel like I could get sick any minute now,
The words that you confirmed have intensified my frown.
I need to find some way, somehow to get out of this town.
I'm tired of being trapped here, I just need to get out.
I miss feeling comfort, when the tears all run down.

Please, someone save me, I'm tired of this drought.
Take me to Cherrapunji, where my tears can blend in.
Maybe after the rain stops there I'll be able to accept it.
But right now, as I'm crying in my bed..

I'm afraid my stomach has decided, this is the end.
Paramount Pawn Jul 2015
School is a bore
I wish there was more
The people around me
Feels like a wide open sea
It's hard to swim out there
With so much to bear
I simply wish it was easy
Instead I feel kinda queasy
Sometimes it's fun
But I still want to run
To my sweet escape
Even with my expression of gape
You just simply
Dont
Know
Brain is dead,
Body is dead,
Inspiration levels? Subpar
Motivation? Subpar
Myself? Subordinate
Kevin Seiler May 2015
Humanity found
as I severed arteries
spilling golden blood.
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