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Sunny DaysFor some reason sunny days always made him feel sad, as did rainy, cloudy, and snowy days. Actually, it wasn’t the day that made him sad but having to watch other people being happy. That cut deeper than any razorblade he had ever used. Walking sometimes helped clear his head so that’s what he was doing. As he walked past a nearby playground the children’s laughter pierced his heart like a dagger making him feel even more depressed. Rays of vibrant sunshine shone on the metal playground directing the light into his eyes.Sunny Days
This playground was a popular place for mothers to bring their children. The plush grass was great for
by ~blank-book
IfIf there were a reason it would all be worth it If there were a point then I would continue If there was some incentive I might go on If something changed I would wait to see it all play outIf
If someone died I might stay for their funeral If someone were unhappy I might try to help them
If… If… If… But there is no If tonight.
by ~blank-book
UntitledSilver is the colour of the cross around my neck, Red is what comes from my deep and painful cuts, Green is the colour of my pleading eyes, Blue is what comes when I can only cry, Purple is the colour of the bruises on my arms, Black is what comes when the world chooses harm,Untitled
But Yellow is what I glow, just so that you'll never know
by ~blank-book
HimBeside him I walk, And I can see it in his eyes, And I can hear it in his voice, And I can taste it in his breath, And I can feel it on his skin, And I can smell it on his clothes, The fear, and pain, and wishes of death The despair and misery Every time we meet,Him
And every time we speak he says, "I can't take it anymore"
by ~blank-book
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The ExitLife is a nightmare that doesn’t end Having to see the suffering of those you care for Unable to stop hearing their anguished cries Feeling the whip of flames come down and burn me Tasting my pain it hurts so much Smelling burnt flesh I want to escape the torture Seeing the evil in the world Hearing the drop of a guillotine ending some ones life Feeling the grip of despair in my soul Tasting my sweat dripping in to my mouth Smelling the blood of others I want to fight back I see the exit on the ground I can hear my happiness I feel a rope around my neckThe Exit
by ~Daftmouse
Dance With FearI danced. In his arms I was turning and turning, spinning faster and faster. I don’t know how it happened that I danced with him, or how it chanced that I saw him there, but I did. It sounds corny, Ill concede, but nevertheless. He was standing on the rooftop when I looked up and I glanced him, and something compelled me to climb the stairs. He watched me.Dance With Fear
He said not a word when I emerged; he looked as though he had been waiting. Music seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere. A violin, and a piano rang in my ears. In only an instant he’d stolen my breath, and I was in his arms, dancing. He wore a red coat, and I a black dress. &nbs
by ~eruanna
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- Current Residence: British Columbia, Canada
- Interests: Reading, Playing Music, Hanging out
- Favourite movie: Moulin Rouge
- Favourite band or musician: Ewan McGreggor (he has the most phenomonal voice ever)
- Favourite genre of music: Open to anything but rap as a general rule although the guess who is pretty good
- Favourite artist: the one with the face and the hair... yeah that one
- Favourite poet or writer: Tamora Pierce/ Robin McKinley
- Favourite photographer: my second cousin through marriage, larry
- Favourite style of art: small dogs
- Operating System: respritory system, endocrine system, excretory system, there's so many to choose from
- MP3 player of choice: Mia Hamm
- Shell of choice: oyster
- Wallpaper of choice: fourty-two
- Skin of choice: naked
- Favourite game: The Stroking Game
- Favourite gaming platform: pc
- Favourite cartoon character: blue
- Personal Quote: As in, OR m'darling
- Tools of the Trade: i don't wanna trade my tools
- MSN: thunder-pixie@hotmail.com
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Jack Sparrow: think like will, think like will, think like will..... AH HA
(cellar door is pried open)
Jack leaves
Jack 2: wait, nobody move.......
(short pause)
Jack 2: I've dropped me brain.
what was it that you liked?
btw u seem like a very cool person too!
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you stole my heart with yours
you ripped out and showed me
now its your turn to feel the pain
beware your heart
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you stole my heart with yours
you ripped out and showed me
now its your turn to feel the pain
beware your heart
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