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Perfect MistakeWho's the girl with the split, chapped lip smile? Her bloody gums crash against her translucent skin. Constellation freckles, sprinkle across and caress her cheeks.Perfect Mistake
she was always the perfect mistake
Pale, golden hair delicately graces her head and shoulders. Bitten down nails and finger tips worry her during the night when monsters clash with butterflies.
she was grateful but burdened
Her too thin figure shows too sharp angles jutting out in awkward places. Bruised eyes show so much hope it creates beautiful stories between spots of horror. She smells of sugarsweetburnedcookies with a touch
by ~rainhunter
Which Is Calledf a l l i n g down what is left to run to? no more running no more no m o r e running awayWhich Is Called
forgetting to live living is a
lie thats a lie that is called falling after r u n n i n g so hard to catch up just let go
and fall into
forever f a l l
by ~rainhunter
songbirds singIV. she watches the moon with stardust eyes. the fire she breathes in burns her lungs charcoal blacksongbirds sing
III. her pale blond hair makes you want to run your fingers through gold. its easy to see
what you mean to her. the red red blush
of her cheeks.
II. every time she laughs the
songbirds sing "she is the one. she is
the one. she is
the
one."
I. she pays no attention
to the teasing birds plea. her stardust eyes only follow
moonbeam pat
by ~rainhunter
Johnny9:53 AM that little boy who plays in the sandbox wasn't there this morning. I wonder if maybe he moved. or maybe he was sleeping in today. his mom always tells me how much of an early riser he is.Johnny
8:04 AM smoke clogs my pores. what's happening? I hear raspy screams outside and in. sirens are blaring and my nose is burning. cough cough cough. Where's Johnny?!
7:20 AM hmmm. mommy is still asleep. i should wake her up with breakfast. then we can go to the playground! then she will be proud of me. i will cook her bacon.
6:47 AM work-sleep-work-eat-work. no time for anyone. not e
by ~rainhunter
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hearts are for rebuildingI- when i remember you, i remember the way you laughed when i mixed up teaspoons and tablespoons.hearts are for rebuilding
i remember the way you refused to eat the cake because you said it was too salty and the way i stood crying over the sink when i shoved it down the disposal. i remember how you left me standing in the middle of the floured, sugared, baked-on-mess kitchen to finish the tivo-game, patting me on the back and saying ‘nice try.’
it was when i was wiping my tears with the back of my hand that i best remember holding my heart close, telling it ‘nice try.’ maybe next time we’d fall in love with so
by ~BellaPotter
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- Dec 1, 2009 Want, But Don't
- Nov 22, 2009 cleaning my dirty insides
- Nov 19, 2009 This is stupid
- Nov 12, 2009 4 senses
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Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self-esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world. Instead we turn inwardly and begin to feed upon our own personalities and little by little we destroy ourselves. why? why not? |
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- Current Residence: the lives of others
- Print preference: curly, blocky
- Interests: beautiful moments, anorexics, rain, writing, reading, laughing; "life"
- Favourite movie: Into The Wild!!!! Little Miss Sunshine, Lord of Dogtown
- Favourite band or musician: the fray, metro station, goo goo dolls, disturbed, three days grace, paramore, etc.
- Favourite genre of music: rock, screamo, alt. rock
- Favourite artist: van gogh, tim burton
- Favourite poet or writer: =corina90, ~almostlovers,
- Favourite photographer: *Miss-Deathwish
- Favourite style of art: writing, photography, blackXwhite
- MP3 player of choice: CDs
- Shell of choice: hermit crab
- Wallpaper of choice: splatter
- Skin of choice: flawless
- Favourite game: B.S. , War (cards)
- Favourite cartoon character: ren and stimpy; calvin and hobbes
- Personal Quote: love isnt a feeling; its an ability
- Tools of the Trade: sharpie, pen, strawberry chapstick, paper
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