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is well ya know...bored...>.0
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Heart Nurturing ClawsI tire of my feelings, And then I stick them in a box. I put a hammer in my hand, Then I hear my feeling trying to talk.Heart Nurturing Claws
They are telling me that I’m not seeing The truth and what I’m stealing From myself, from what I’m dealing In this world of heart grabbing claws
And those vile nurturing demons.
I ignore the voices And I grasp the hammer tight, Raise my freedom over my hand And then I see a shadow in sight.
‘Beware the demon, it is coming, It is terrible, you should be shunning. Keep us alive, don’t you se
by ~BeautifullyWasted
Pour Some Water on the GroundThere is a cloud that has no rain, He does not cry like his friends Who let their emotions take away their pain.Pour Some Water on the Ground
This cloud, this lonely cloud, Cannot cry and therefore he might die For those without rain will vanish Into the sky as well will he.
He won’t make the green grow.
He won’t make the rivers flow, For he can’t even make a wind blow.
A lonely little cloud as he Is all that he ever could be.
Because, you see, the other clouds have up and left him. Their abhor even goes as far
As to them sending their breezes to ridicule him
by ~BeautifullyWasted
The LoveBound to this charisma, Of your ecstasy of life, But you, my love, my dear, Are a question mark, That holds no fear.The Love
When you smile I wake up, From a sleep that can, Only be defined, As wasted time, in vain, that prospers, But you, I love to make laugh. To make happy, like a contract, That I signed in blood.
The love, the love, the love, How do I know, how am I sure? When it feels like I’m bathing in syrup, In front of a hive, in front of a setup, To make a heart stung.
The guilt of this in my head, Is growing oh so
by ~BeautifullyWasted
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As the Smoke rises up from the thirsty street side I'm running back to him. Cover me from the cowardly actions I console in. If a mind can't hide itself away like leopard spots against onyx brocade. Then the walls collapse the other way The strangers laughing all turn to grey. My mind disappears behind Smoke again. He's
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- Interests: Writing, Lit., Photography
- Favourite movie: Fuck this
- Favourite band or musician: Muse, Deftones, Radiohead, Silverstein, Gorillaz, Chevelle
- Favourite genre of music: Not anything in general 90's rock maybe?
- Favourite artist: Cavemen
- Favourite poet or writer: Dean Koonts, Stephen King, Shakespear, Edgar Allen Poe, T.S. Elliot
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- Skin of choice: my own
- Favourite game: Final Fantasy
- Favourite gaming platform: Wii
- Favourite cartoon character: Naruto
- Personal Quote: Whatever happens, happens, and happens for a reason
- Tools of the Trade: Irony
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Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
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