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I KnowI know what you really think of meI Know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you want me gone
I know whenever my mouth opens you cringe
I know you think I’m stupid
I know you wish I would die
I know people hate me
I know I’m really stupid
I know I don’t get you
I know you don’t get me
I know you wish we really never met
And I’m sorry...
lost.Wandering,lost.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
waiting for your voice to
reach out for mine.
Fingertips of satin,
caressing the confines of my
whispering a thousand constellations to my waning sanity.
Promises upon promises,
mosaic labyrinths etched into mutilated
Trembling lips — July's blasphemous sun
lingering above December's intangible moon,
and these looking-glass limbs scream for your
tongue to shatter me into one million
Rose eyelashes; iron thorns and liquid petals
flutter open to the dull luster of our
and in the end, your nebula fades away
in the disintegrating morning, just like my [heart] broken
Trinity I - Ill WindsAs they dance their dance in phases, partnered by their lonely existence,Trinity I - Ill Winds2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
so too shall I dance upon the fragile wind that is the forebode of my descent,
Alas my heart, my soul, I must repent.
The dark angel: Part oneHis hands enclosed on my everbeating heart,The dark angel: Part one2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My bitter sweet tears began to start.
He whispered he would love me forever,
His voice was so cold I had to shiver.
Black as midnight were his souless eyes,
And his wings were starting to rise.
"Come with me," he averred,
I hung onto his every word.
"But You'll die," I cried,
"Anything is worth it to be with you," He sighed.
"Go away, and survive," I muttered,
But with the mere thought of him gone I shuttered.
"They're coming," he said,
Soon I was filled with dread.
"Go!" I screamed,
Oh his eyes, they gleamed.
"Never," He whispered,
and the ground below us opened and unzippered.
"Join me," He asked with a grin,
I knew that if I did it would be an unforgivable sin.
There was a pounding and I realized it was my heart,
Sweat poored down my back, all common sense was being torn apart.
Then time seemed to stop,
I realized I had said yes, and we started to drop.
His lips entraced mine,
Our souls seemed to bind.
Not the young or th
Give me a ChanceGive me a Chance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give me a Chance
Give me a chance to love and hope,
Please whisk my troubles away.
Give me a chance to be forgiven,
To stand at the edge of dawn and day.
Give me a chance to watch time pass by,
not letting my time slip through.
Give me a chance to fly through the wind,
Up to the Sky of Blue.
Give me a chance to reach the sparkling stars,
The heavens high above.
Give me a Chance to be myself,
And be myself to be loved...
Jenga Is a Dangerous GameJenga Is a Dangerous Game2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, please don't use words like "forever" and "always".
I get a little dizzy when you say them,
And my careful, precarious stack of hopes could fall down at any minute.
Though I don't and do wish you wouldn't,
You build it up, nourish it, make it grow
Each time you are kind to me.
Add a block for every smile.
Cause my heart to fly, my soul to sing;
Make me want to dance with you until the music ends...
But please, don't use words like "forever".
My tower is too tall, and I can't afford
To let it collapse on me, too.
Of Lips and FlowersOf Lips and Flowers3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You say "hello"
I smile at you
How am I doing? "Fine, you?"
"I brought you something."
You open your hands.
A token of spring shows me that
Is whispered soft in my ear,
The kiss of a dove -
You are no longer near.
I raise the flower to my lips.
Its title quips.
Never, I think,
And my cheeks grow hot. ♥
Hetalia Meme, Bitches!Choose 10 characters:Hetalia Meme, Bitches!2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1) 6 Enters your bedroom at night, saying (s)he had a nightmare. What do you do?
Me: *smiles like a total creeper* You can spend the night in my room, if you'd like. :iconcreepersmileplz:
Canada: :iconcanadawtfplz: On second thought, I think I'll go back to my room...
2) You're hosting a party with 3, 9, and 7. What's going on?
I'm laughing my ass off as Hungary tries to get France and Prussia to do some Yaoi pictures for her. Then, when I'm done laughing, I go over to help her, FOR THE SAKE OF GAY PORN! :iconpuke-rainbowsplz:
3) 1 says 9 stole his/her last (favorite food/drink). Reactions?
Hungary: Why the fuck did I take these again?
America: *spazzing violently on the ground*
4) 4 and 9 are yelling at 3. Why? What do you do?
Er, China and Hungary are yelling at France because he
DreamDancing in the darkness orDream9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching for the stars?
Empty but full of life
A dream or a nightmare?
My mind can't tell the difference
MasksEach of us wears a different maskMasks5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For daily use, and every task.
Knowing that, with the right face
We might fit in around the place.
Are they a real part of who we are?
Merely an aspect to help us get far.
Does the truth of the mask cover the lie
Make you feel good, or prompt you to cry.
They say that a mirror reflects in a different way
Dependant on the viewer to prompt what to say
But this simple saying hides the most obvious fact
That your own mirror image reflects your desperate act.
Its not always clear who is hurt most
The strangers, the friends, or you; the host.
Is this charade worth all the pain
When it’s not your true self that stands to gain.
Only we know whether it is through fear
That prompts us to make these false visages appear
But once they are there for all to see
Do you only become that which you appear to be?
WaterAll I asked was for a single glass of water. A glass, a cup, an ounce, a single drop would be enough. I knew you could see me dying there, my body draining itself of whatever resources were left, I know you heard me crying in the night, wasting precious tears in the hope of a little mercy. I licked them away as they fell as best as I could. I couldn't afford to waste them. It was a wonder I could produce tears at all, and there came a day when they finally stopped.Water5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And I thought you had broke, when you came to me in the day, when the sun stole what little I tried to preserve. You held the thing I craved, you held life as far as I was concerned, and I drank without thinking, and you watched as I threw it up and convulsed. You tipped over a bucket of rainwater and watched me lap it up from the floor like a dog.
I asked for food. A crust, a crumb, anything to end the pain in my stomach. You gave me meat, stinking and crawling with maggots. You gave me bread hard as stone, my feeble
What Makes Me Gay?What Makes Me Gay?2 years ago in Drama More Like This
a. i carry a pursec. i am a man that loves men
b. i have a sense of fashion
d. i have female friends
WaterI lap at your feet, welcoming you into my depths.Water6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seducing your toes to step closer, wade further
Its a cool day, and I offer warmth and comfort
Begging you to swim, even though you know
That danger lurks with me
I entice your senses,
A single dance with the darkness
A sway into danger,
Cant be that bad,
Why I hate Justin Bieber Quite a few people have asked me why I hate the insufferable wretch that is Justin Bieber as much as I do. Well, it’s not just his horrible music that makes me burn with an extreme hatred every time I even hear about him. There’s a rather sad story behind this.Why I hate Justin Bieber2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
About two or three years ago, when he was in his major prime, (which was about the time I first got into anime, and this will come into the story later.) I had a friend. I shall only refer to her as “Marlene”* for now. I knew Marlene for many years, and we rode the bus together. Marlene was a tomboy at the time. She was one of the best soccer players I knew, and she was amazing at drumming. And then, that fateful day arrived. She was using her phone on the bus, and I couldn’t help but glance over at her wallpaper. To my utter disbelief, it was a picture of Justin Bieber. I asked her, “Hey, did your little sister mess with your phone or something? You may want to check your wallpaper.
FrancexReader It Needs ChivesYou slipped a piece of the prosciutto omelet onto your fork, and into your mouth. You closed your eyes, savoring the taste. But after a few seconds, you opened your eyes again. Something was missing.FrancexReader It Needs Chives2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You set your fork down, rolled your hair into a bun, and stood, setting your napkin on the table. The restaurant wasn’t busy, and normally you wouldn’t do something like this, but you were a regular. The small French bistro was where you spent most of your waking hours, and most of the staff knew you well.
Picking up the omelet on its clean, white plate, you made your way to the kitchen. You pushed the door open, and emerged into a very homey kitchen. The walls were baby blue, chrome appliances sparkling in the light of the numerous windows. The kitchen was quiet, but for a golden-haired man at the stove.
You marched over, set your plate on the island, and began to look through the cabinets. The man turned towards you, his mouth open as if he was going to say something. Then he
windfallI would gather allwindfall8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the seven seas for you.
for me, you would not
spare a raindrop.
JackFrostXReader - Part 1The snow outside fell slow as you stared upon it. There was no telling where it came from, or how it fell. You never thought about that at the age of 7. You just sat there, leaning against the window and following each delicate snowflake. The warm fleece was wrapped around you, and your hot coco right beside you.JackFrostXReader - Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You watched as all your foster siblings played outside; throwing snowballs and making snow angels. There was no motivation for you to go outside. But you certainly weren't bored. As you watched the laughter and happiness, you had frowned. Remembering that you didn't have a family only brought sorrow and ache to your fragile heart.
But wait; the foster home was your family. Right? You tried to smile, but unfortunately, it was no use. True; they were a family. Your foster mom took good care of all 15 of you. But you? You didn't really fit in. No one ever does. They only fit in a real family; a family connected through blood, and happiness, and joy, and laughter.
That's what it l
Papa!France x Louisiana!Reader part 9Spain's house was huge. Huge and filled with gold, food, and music. The carpets and walls were a rich red and the furniture made of expensive polished wood.Papa!France x Louisiana!Reader part 92 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't worry, chica." Spain said with a cheerful smile. "We will have a great time during your stay."
Louisiana felt her heart hurt at the thought of being away from her Papa, but at least she had her ditzy uncle to make the stay more cheerful.
"Here, let's go see your room." Spain grinned. He took her small hand and led her up the stairs. He opened a door, allowing her inside first.
Louisiana looked around the room.
"Do you like?" Spain asked.
Louisiana smiled. "Oui, it is very nice, oncle Espagne. Merci. »
Spain gave an overjoyed smile. « Oh ! I got these for you! »
Spain ran over to a chest and picked up several dolls, bringing them over to her. Louisiana gasped, her (color) eyes shining in wonder. "They are beautiful! Merci, merci!" She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Di nada, chica." He chuckled, patting her back. "Yo
The BridgeThe Bridge2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Among the Wooden Paths,
I stride alone in the Empty Forest,
The wind behind my back,
Blowing softly and pushing me forward.
Moments in time suddenly seem to halt,
As I watch from afar,
The bridge that lies before me,
Am I strong enough to lay my hand?
Across its wooden surface?
Can I cross it?
Find the path hidden in the shadows ahead of me?
Can I find Courage in the darkness so bleak?
To find a light that will guide me?
Seconds fade away.
Across the Bridge,
Across the Gap,
Leading to my pride,
Leading to my Courage,
Leading to my Hope,
Leading to my Love...
Boss!CanadaxWorker!Reader-RequestThe repetitive mixture of the blank sounds of your fingers tap tap tapping against the plastic keys below you and the whirring of the fan up above were completely lost to your ears, eyes glazed over from both the after effects of the energy drink from fifteen hours before and the amount of time spent staring at your computer screen.Boss!CanadaxWorker!Reader-Request2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You didn’t notice the shuffling of papers behind you as all your fellow workers headed for home, nor did you bother to even move when the custodian turned out the lights.
You just slowly continued to type out your final message of the Friday night, so you may be could spend the next few days locked in utter solitude.
With a sigh, you took a sip of your long-chilled coffee, not even bothering to turn as you heard a sturdy body lean against the walls your cubicle.
Against your will you jumped in your seat, head snapping back to the gentle Canadian. He smiled a bit at your reaction, violet eyes bright, even in the artificial glo
Dear soul mate_England X ReaderDear soul mate; England X ReaderDear soul mate_England X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
______ had just arrived to class and sat next to Feliciano as always he was telling her about some amazing pasta, ____ just nodded at everything he said
~ (They are soul mates, separated undoubtedly
Yearning to unite and become one.
They feel something and not know why, though both know,
Which is much stronger than a friendship that unites them?
And you can see it from miles,) ~.
______ looked over at the door and saw Arthur coming in the class room; Arthur was her best friend but she simply felt more for him but she wouldn’t say it. Secretly Arthur felt the same way, and it seamed like everyone knew for there love for each other, except them it was just something anyone could see miles around. ¨Hey Arthur!!¨ _______ called over to the blond, he turned his head to see her and he smiled making his way to her ¨Good morning, _______, how are you? ¨ He called the (h/c) girl, she smiled brightly she always did when he was aroun