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and then the new chapter....its like drowning, stuck somewhere without a clue which way to go untiland then the new chapter.... in Personal More Like This
you find yourself deeper in then you ever mean't to go.
It's trying to breath without a source of oxygen.
Like opening your eyes and finding it's darker then when your eyes were closed.
There's always a battle ahead that seems like there's no way to concur it
until its over and you realize how feeble it all is compared to how it could have been.
Winter is unforgiving. Its the end of a a year and the beginning to a new chapter.
What was ones beautiful colors falling from the trees with a slight nip in the air is now
a cold day covering all the beauty with a blanket of white holding it captive until
it is once again warm and we forget all about its present.
my point being, we always have someone holding us back, something to look forward to
and the promise of another year and new memory's. never stop to ask what could of been
just no that there still could be.
Dreams suck!I had a dream last night, we were smiling, hugging, talking... the last month I've made three mistakes, and one of them was telling you all that. I guess my mind is telling me to fix things between us, but I'm to stubborn to apologize...Dreams suck! in Personal More Like This
ConfusedGirls are so confusing its confusing, u like me, then love me, then u hate me so much that u cant stand my touch, then u love me, then u love and hate me at the same time. I hope every day that when i wake up you moved on and found someone diffrent cause i dont want to hurt u because i cant be with u.Confused in Personal More Like This
Hm....so im like an elemental person?? :/Light ElementalHm....so im like an elemental person?? :/ in Personal More Like This
[x] You're proud of who you are
[x] You state your opinion
[ ] You think you're intelligent
[] You enjoy learning
[] You're raised in a very traditional way
[x] You hardly show emotions
[] You're a morning person
[] You don't like people who sleep around a lot
[] You don't like the dark
[] You're hard on yourself when you fail
Total: 3
Dark Elemental
[x] You always say what's on your mind
[x] You're a night person
[x] You don't care about sexuality(i dont judge anyone...you are who you are i will never hate you for that)
[] You like having sex/like the idea of sex
[x] You don't like mornings
[x] You don't like happy-go-lucky people
[x] You argue with people a lot
[x] You laugh at stupid people
[x] You hold on to grudges
[x] You love scary stories
Total: 9
Nature Elemental
[x] You love animals and nature
[] You love being outdoors
[] You're somewhat gullible
[] You're shy around new people
[x] You're very understanding/a good listener
[x] You forgive easily
[] You're not
Believing In Invisible WingsUncertainty sprouts from questions insideBelieving In Invisible Wings in Free Verse More Like This
Finding your faith, beginning to try
Leaving behind the preconceived notions
Placing your trust in other's devotions
Looking ahead and taking the leap
Believing in wings that no one can see
Reaching beyond your physical self
Learning to feel the one somewhere else
Questioning those who seem to know best
They haven't known your life and its test
Never forgetting the things you have learned
Even though they can prove false in turn
Searching the strange 'scape that's inside
A whole other world, waiting to fly
Feeling the energy reach through all nature
Causing your life to change and to fr
Ancient as the TreesMy first impression was that she was very small. Standing straight, she was an inch or two under five feet. However, the way she carried herself, with her back almost perfectly straight and her head held high, made her look much taller. Her hands were loosely clasped in front of her, tipped with unusually long nails. Now and then she would gesture, and a ring flashed.Ancient as the Trees in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Her face was small and pale, features childlike and delicate. A scar dimpled between her eyebrows, and there were thinner scars down her cheeks, remnants of childhood injuries. Of course, she looked like she could still be a child. But, once I noticed her eyes, that impression
The Shape of LoveA curl of dark hair out of placeThe Shape of Love in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A mischievous smile twisting soft pink lips
A pair of eyes, bright as the sun
This is love.
A laugh lighting up the darkness
A soft word playing in the curve of an ear
A hesitant footstep, welcome as the first spring bud
This is love.
A scent of skin drawing attraction
A bouquet of roses filling the expectant air
A drift of perfume, reminiscent of summer nights
This is love.
A hand lingering on the shoulder
A thicket of eyelashes brushing blushing cheeks
A caress, light and airy as an autumn breeze
This is love.
A strawberry smoothie shared by two
A taste of skin sliding through the contours
Is this love...?Watching, wishing.Is this love...? in Free Verse More Like This
Wondering if you will ever notice me.
Hoping, dreaming,
Longing for you to one day turn around and smile at only me.
Sighing, crying,
Whispering words of endearment that only I can hear.
Laughing, joking,
Concealing a hole where my heart used to be.
Smiling, chatting,
Waiting for the day when you realize what I'm really saying.
Reaching, holding,
Pretending that you are here with me.
Why do I feel this way?
What are you, that your very presence sets my soul on fire?
Even your voice makes me want to smile.
Do you know what your touch does to me?
Do you know how happy you can make me?
Or how your absence sadd
HollowIn the darkening twilight, I often find myself... lost. Memory disintegrates, personality withers, and the touch of plastic feels strange on my skin. The dark sucks in my soul, reels it in like a drifting trout, and hangs it up to dry next to hundreds of others like it. We dry, slowly, blowing in the false breeze, absorbing the taste of smoke and salt. How long we hang, I don't know. But, when I'm abruptly cut down and thrown back into the water, the sensation is like a gasp. Moisture soaks into my skin, and I'm within myself again, though shrunken and empty from the change.Hollow in Horror More Like This
We are not human. Oh, yes, on the outside we appear so. But look a
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