Machine ManMachine Man:Machine Man in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It began with but a simple command, "to do as we are told".
Never to deviate from this path - never to nurture the soul.
We are told that we are given a purpose; "a part of something great!"
Yet why oh why am I so weary of that which is my fate?
Am I an error, a single anomaly, unable to feel intact?
Or am I missing some special attribute - a facet which I lack.
In a society made of fleshed machines; robots wearing skin,
Perhaps I'm simply seeking something, to fill this metal tin.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th November 2012
A Special Happy BirthdayA Special Happy Birthday:A Special Happy Birthday in Free Verse More Like This
Your birthday is a special day,
It comes but once a year.
And so I've made this little poem
For those that I hold dear.
You've lived and grown another year
And now you've come of age.
It is time for you to show yourself
Upon this worldly stage.
Some are artists, some are troops
Some are sportsmen throwing hoops.
Some are writers, some are bad,
Some might be the best we've had
Others are fixers, others will fax
A gamer might use some mighty hacks;
There is a plethora of choices for you,
So do what in your heart is true.
But for today let us just have fun
Rock the world and then be done.
For a birthday comes but once a year
And yours my friend is finally here!
"Happy Birthday to you, I wish you all the best and may all your wishes come true."
-From Chen Yuan Wen, to all the November birthday kids, 5th November 2012
I Will Believe That You're Okay...If you tell me you're fine,I Will Believe That You're Okay... in Free Verse More Like This
Then I won't question it.
I won't ask you about the cuts,
Or the bruises.
I'll turn a blind eye to everything...
Instead I'll ask that you join me tonight,
And maybe we'll cook ourselves a little supper.
Maybe you'd like to stay over? It'd be cool!
We'll watch a movie, play a few games.
C'mon you know how much I suck at monster hunter,
Be my wingman--er, lady tonight
And in the morning, let's go for a walk,
There's a huge park just a short distance away.
We could go on one of those nature trail things!
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
And maybe, after you've had some time to think,
You'll see that things ain't quite as bad as you thought.
And if one day isn't enough to convince you,
Then I'm going to try again tomorrow.
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
These Words Aren't PrettyThese Words Aren't Pretty:These Words Aren't Pretty in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My verses are ugly and I admit to the fact
I can't use pretty language when I'm working with rap
Because the things that I write, are just the things that I feel
I ain't an Edgar Allan Poe or a Danielle Steel
And I'll be honest with you, I've got an envy inside
Because some poets got a flow that's as smooth as the tide
I read some stuff that they write, it's just so dope I ignite
Burning shame and my anger at the beautiful sight
And like birds of a feather, they're flocking together
These poets are the Gods and I'm nailed by the weather
But as the rain pours down, lightning resound;
I try to write pretty words but my lips remain bound
So deeply silenced by fear - the darkness I hear,
Afraid to be unloved by the ones I hold dear
I've hit the limit of time; my lyrical crime
These words that I've lived are just turning to grime.
So I wish I had their talent; just a sliver of that
If their skill was a mountain then I've broken my back
It's like t
Song of the Sea SirenSong of the Sea Sirens:Song of the Sea Siren in Free Verse More Like This
The roaring wind was quick to die
As the fog began to form.
Silence soon surrounded us
Like a calm before the storm.
In the darkest distance; against the light
I could hear a haunting melody.
It seemed to sound like a Siren's call
Coming from across the sea.
Immediately my crew reacted
As we dove beneath the deck.
Wool and wax to plug the ears
And ropes to tie me back.
As a Captain of this Pirate ship
My duty was plain to see.
Tied to the mast as a sacrifice
Was where I soon would be.
For one alone must endure the call
Else the Siren would not sing.
This had been a long tradition
Since the time of the Pirate King.
A swig of rum would steel the soul;
With a prayer of mercy from the crew.
Left alone upon the deck
It was like a private dinner for two.
'Come with me, my little sailor,'
Her voice did whisper in my mind
'I alone will give you pleasure,
For I alone am kind...'
Indeed she was an enchanting creature
Soft and warm with the promise of
Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!Now, imagine this situation for a moment:Being A Good Person is a CHOICE! in Free Verse More Like This
You are a good father, a wonderful husband.
You go 'pray' every Sunday, doing a wonderful lip-service.
You've taken your kids to soccer practice
And you are ready to enjoy your Sunday.
Tui bu qi, ni ke yi pang wo ma?
You turn around and see an old Chinese lady.
She can't speak English and needs assistance.
You pretend you cannot hear her and drive away.
Smooth-stuff dad, you should return that #1 mug...
To me however, there would be no question.
I was late to a part-time job, it would actually cost me money;
And did I mention I can't speak Chinese either?
Instead I communicated with gestures and signs.
She wanted to go to the train station, as I later learned.
With your car it would have taken five minutes.
But we walked and that is also okay.
To be honest, you might think you've done more good than evil.
You might think there is a welcoming committee for you at the pearly gates.
I regret to inform you however, that
Sensual TortureSensual Torture:Sensual Torture in Free Verse More Like This
You are but a simple pawn;
Caught in a maelstrom of ill feelings and turmoil.
You were not meant to be here -
But unfortunately, here you are my friend...
Now then, I do not wish to drag this out;
There is no purpose in badgering someone who knows so little.
However - without your confession - I'm afraid that
I would not know whom I should share my - pleasures with...
Though I'm certain that you will be sharing plenty...
Of course, it will probably be a poor idea to make you scream,
At least not while I'm still enjoying your fear.
Instead we'll begin with a simple agony;
A quick taste of your pain to whet my appetite...
We'll begin with just a thin incision,
One that is made in the center of both your eyelids.
And then, then we'll make another cut - this one just above the eyes...
Ah, I will adore the feeling of watching your skin peel apart
As the scalpel bites in and draws it aside; much like the curtain
Set upon a theatre stage. It is the
She Waits For MeShe Waits For Me:She Waits For Me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her touch is mercilessly chilling
When she appears inside my room
I can hear her gibbering softly
As she mutters words of doom
The lady pushing the brink of delusion
I am cornered to the edge of my waning sanity!
I shatter mirrors and reflective surfaces
To preserve some sense of humanity
Yet they say my delirium is a mere illusion...
Ha! They judge the things that they cannot see
She comes to me in depths of the night
Because she knows I cannot flee
Do you know the feeling of waking up
With her grinning face before me?
Rotting teeth and swollen flesh;
It would be better not to see!
But tonight I shall end this worthless pain
With a single act, let it all be done
I will burn my eyes and cast them out
For our game has just begun...
"Come spirit, let us end this you and I..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th July 2012
Secrets Should be SilentSecrets Should be Silent:Secrets Should be Silent in Free Verse More Like This
What is in the nature of a secret?
It is not to be known, nor to be seen.
It is that which we bury beneath layers of deceit.
Why then, do we bury poetry?
why then, do we bury prose?
Why secret that which is meant to be seen,
And showcase that which is meant to be secret?
Are the words of our soul less important,
Than mere phrases designed to seek attention?
Are the words that we carve from experience,
Taken as less than a general phrase of emotion?
...No, I would hope not.
For I do as any other might,
And my skeletons are kept under lock and key.
For a secret displayed remains secret no longer;
Merely a gossip's fancy.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 6th July 2013
Imagine DragonsThis story has been fully voice-acted. Scroll to the description for the audio.Imagine Dragons in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
...And here I am, walking up these large stone steps. Climbing up them, literally, as they were not made for humans to traverse. I would have been tired of ascending them each day, if not for the fact that I was no longer human. You see, I am what they call a Dragon Hunter. I happened to be one from the icy north and as such, this entire army of armour-clad Templars brought me along to exterminate the demon dragon that was said to plague these frost-bitten mountains.
The Icy Peaks of Teruel, or so they called them. Really they were just a collection of very large and harsh mountains, in which nothing dared to make its home. There was no wildlife here, no trees, not even the barest hint of a stone bug to be found. There was literally nothing here, except for a blind belief that a demonic drago
All Her Little ThingsStop hating her for the littlest things.All Her Little Things in Free Verse More Like This
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from..
Stop demanding her to do things,
Things she can't accomplish,
Things she can't imagine being done...
Stop lying to her,
Telling her you love her,
Want her, need her...
When all you've ever done is make her want to
Stop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from...
When those little things you've done
Take her down...
The little things won't matter anymore.
And That's Wrong.You're fat.And That's Wrong. in Free Verse More Like This
Or maybe you're
I don't know.
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
like everybody else?
You're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
In a Little Girl's MindThere sits the girl with the things in her eyesIn a Little Girl's Mind in Free Verse More Like This
Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies
Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams
Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams
Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins
Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins
Little red houses on roads left to fade
Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade
Blood pouring out as she cries her own name
Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame
She could have stopped it and left it behind
All of these things in her troubled young mind
She could have saved them if she dared to try
Rather, though, she left herself there to die.
Now, others watch as she sits on the ground
Keeping their distance and letting her drown
In her own worries and things she won't tell
Waiting for her mind to kill her as well…
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.Well... in Free Verse More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
Depression...No, depression is not just getting sad.Depression... in Free Verse More Like This
It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones,
An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders,
Never mind your heart and soul.
It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them)
And no longer appreciating your self-worth.
Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone.
Depression holds you back from your dreams
And pulls you into a nightmare.
It takes full control of your existence.
It makes you never want to get out of bed,
And when you finally do,
You just want to get back in it.
But you know the hardest part?
Secrets...Secrets are things that people won't tell,Secrets... in Free Verse More Like This
Despite the greatest truths
Hidden within them.
Secrets are things that people lie to
In fear of you finding out what's
Sweetie, here are a few secrets
That I feel must be shared,
Because they've been kept for
You are beautiful. You are stronger than your weaknesses.
You are unique. You are different. You are perfect.
You are not defined by your sadness, nor are you defined by the stereotypes.
You are not broken, despite the the scars and missing pieces.
You are powerful.
You are a fighter.
I know no one has whispered
These things to you.
The only things that people won't tell,
Are the secrets.
And that's because the secrets are true.
Selfish Suicide"People who kill themselves are selfish."Selfish Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
Well, darling, let me tell you a story,
A story all too true.
A daughter who became a wife, a wife who became a mother.
A mother of three girls...
One just above the age of a toddler,
One at the age of twelve,
And one entering the life of a married adult.
Now, the youngest girl was watching television,
And the oldest at the neighbor's home.
The twelve year old daughter sat at a computer with her closest friend,
When something terrifying happened.
Her mother was in the kitchen, coughing.
The daughter, although unable to see her mother, only could imagine the situation.
The mother walked calmly past the daughter with tears rushing down her face,
And up the stairs she went,
Into her bedroom...
Locking the door behind her.
The daughter, hearing the door lock, didn't bother to check on her mother.
She decided to expect and hope for the best.
Five, maybe ten minutes passed, the daughter still sitting at the computer,
When the mother stumbled down the
Mommy's Suicide Mom... Did you just...Mommy's Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
Pills and whiskey down her throat
As she slowly stumbles down the stairs.
Through her cries and regret
She begins crashing into walls.
"Call 911!" I yell, as I begin holding my mother
After she collapsed, her head hitting the floor.
I hear police sirens outside our home.
My sister runs through the front door in fear.
The paramedics begin asking her things
That she barely knew the answer to.
"What's your name?"
"Do you know where you are?"
And most importantly..
"Why did you do it?"
"I didn't want to bother her anymore."
I Am SchizophreniaShh.I Am Schizophrenia in Free Verse More Like This
"Are you okay?"
Turn off the light.
"What are you doing?"
You can't fight the shadows.
They'll kill you if you tell.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your eyes.
Cover them again.
Lock the door.
Now you're trapped.
Lock it again.
Don't take the medication.
Don't drink the water.
Don't eat your dinner.
"I don't know you anymore. Who have you become?"
I am a nobody.
I am Schizophrenia.
I am death
"... I don't know."
Friendship is Magic: a ReviewNostalgia can be a funny thing it's the sort of emotional impulse that makes a man do crazy things. Things like purchasing the "Sonic Underground" box-set, simply because I enjoyed it as a kid. But there's something inherently disappointing about nostalgia; the realisation that these experiences often remain a part of our childhood for a reason. Watching "Sonic Underground" as a 19-year old is a very different experience to watching it as a youngster on Saturday mornings. The once beloved show now appears to me as a train-wreck of embarrassing musical montages, repetitive pacing and rather dated animation. Getting old is no fun when it brings out the critic within.Friendship is Magic: a Review in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Thankfully, I have re-ignited that joyous spark of infancy after watching "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic"; a show that for me is not mired by any form of nostalgic bias. After all, prior to "Friendship is Magic" I'd never even considered watching anything related to the My Little Pony franchise. Having watched s
Murry the Giraffe Hero*Turtle Pecks- pinching. like snapping turtles*Murry the Giraffe Hero in Free Verse More Like This
Murry the Giraffe strolled through the grass
Sulking past the other animals.
They called him pencil neck
And always gave him turtle pecks.
One day Murry was eating
When he saw the other animals meeting.
He called a 'Hello' and heard a bellow.
He turned and saw a creature in the distance,
He looked at the animals and came to their assistance.
Murry soon told the animals to hurry.
That day Murry was their teacher
As they fought that awful creature.
They won the fight and saw the light
Murry was a hero and no longer a zero.
Dark Angel: Hangman's NooseDark Angel: Hangman's Noose in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dark Angel Chapter 1.
Once upon a time in a screwed up world full of hate, there lived a girl named Luna Hanson. Luna lived a difficult life. No one understood her so no one liked her. She basically lived her life alone. Even her parents hated her. Her mother ignored her and her father abused her. They only thought she was a mistake. Everyone thought that. Luna could feel the pain but just kept going. She could change if she wanted to but it probably wouldn’t do much. Besides, she wanted to be her own person, nothing like the girls at her school.
The only person that had actually loved her was dead. Her brother Mike was killed a couple of years ago when a drunk driver ran him over one night. Luna and Mike got along great and Luna always looked up to him. When he died, all happiness drained from her body. He left her behind, stuck with the hate that she received from other teens and her parents.
She went to school every day, got made fun of
Between 2 Eternities ch 1.Between 2 Eternities ch 1. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You better hurry up and tell me where the map is or I’ll shoot.” A man said timidly, pointing a gun at a woman and a little girl.
“You better hurry up and untie me before I seriously kick your butts.” Mist threatened. Another man in a black suit appeared next to the timid man in grey.
“You? Kick our butts? Ha. You are just a little teenager. Just hand over the map to The Lost Woods and nobody will get hurt.”
Mist sighed. “For the last time, I don’t have it.”
“Maybe she’s telling the truth boss.” The man wearing grey said quietly.
“She’s lying!” The other man shouted.
A couple of people jumped, startled at his tone. The woman held her child closer to her body and closed her eyes. “Just let us go, please,” she pleaded.“We didn’t do anything.”
The man in black rolled his eyes, and then glared at Mist.
“No one leaves until we get that map.”
MLP FiM Rp with Cassidylynne1 #2MLP FiM Rp with Cassidylynne1MLP FiM Rp with Cassidylynne1 #2 in Settings More Like This
X Runner backed up almost tripping. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you." He looked at her face then quickly looked down. "She's beautiful." He thought to himself. "I'm X Runner." He said looking at her again.
MLP FiM RP with CassidyLynne1MLP FiM RP with CassidyLynee1.MLP FiM RP with CassidyLynne1 in Settings More Like This
X Runner walked into Ponyville for the first time expecting to see another boring town. But instead her saw ponies out and about. He was walking down the path when he bumped into a pony with crazy pink hair. "Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name?" "Umm.. X Runner." "Well, it's nice to meet you!" She grinned widely. "Me and my friends are having a party tonight. Will you come?" "Sure." "YAY! If you want to invite a friend you can. See you there!" She said prancing off. X Runner continued to walk down the pathway until he bumped into yet another girl with a black and red mane.
The Runaway Chapter 1--The RunawayThe Runaway Chapter 1-- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh! Where could my James be?"
A woman sobbed while watching her husband put up another missing poster. "We'll find him, don't worry honey. Our son couldn't have gone to far." The couple walked away, putting more posters on poles and walls. "These guys just won't give up, will they?" A boy tore down the poster and smirked. "They didn't even get my picture right." He walked along the sidewalk, tearing down the other posters and laughing.
"Hold it kid! What do you think you're doin?" The boy turned and faced a cop. "Just helping a poor family find their son." He put a poster back on the wall and smiled innocently. The cop looked closer at the boy. "Is there a problem officer?" The cop grabbed one of the posters and put it next to the boy's face. "Yea, why did you run away, James? "Excuse me, but I think you have the wrong person." The cop laughed. "And what makes you think that? You look exactly like this boy on the poster." "Ok well, one, my name isn't James. Two
Welcome to Neverland, PanWelcome to Neverland, Pan in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Welcome to Neverland, Pan
Chapter One: Peter and Wendy's story
“But I don’t want to grow up!! I want to stay young forever!” a young girl pouted.
The mother laughed. “Why, you are just like your father.”
Just as Wendy said that, Peter walked in wearing a black suit.
He sighed and looked at his wife with his arms stretched out wide. “How do I look, dear?”
“Like a grown up.” She teased. Peter rolled his eyes and smiled. He walked over to Hazel and hugged her.
“Good night sweetie. See you in the morning.” He said kissing the top of her head.
“Where are you two going?” She asked.
“To a dinner party.” Wendy replied, tucking Hazel in bed.
“Ooh! I want to go!”
“I mean a GROWN UP dinner party.” Hazel scrunched up under the covers.
“Eww. You can go without me.”
Both Wendy and Peter smiled at each other.
Word of the Day! Friday!Word of the Day-Word of the Day! Friday! in Editorial More Like This
Counting with one's fingers.
Can't you just solve the problem in your head instead of being a dactylonomy?
Dark Angel: Pain V.S. the TruthDark Angel: Pain V.S. the Truth in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dark Angel: Chapter 3
Pain V.S. the Truth
When the bus finally stopped at the school Luna ran to her Gym locker and changed into her extra clothes. Now wearing black jeans a black striped long-sleeve shirt and purple converses she made her way to her homeroom.
When she got to her class she looked around the room and saw the boy from yesterday. He didn’t seem to notice her enter the room. He appeared to be drawing but she couldn’t make out what it was. He suddenly looked up to see her staring at him then slightly smiled before going back to drawing. Luna sat down on the other side of the classroom in a cruddy desk and put her head down.
A few minutes later she felt a tap on her arm. Thinking it was the teacher, she immediately sat up ignoring the pain surging through her leg as she banged it against the desk.
She looked up to see the boy kneeled in front of her with his arms crossed on the desk and his head on top of it looking right a
Dark Angel: A Cracking WhipDark Angel: Chapter 2Dark Angel: A Cracking Whip in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Cracking Whip
That night Luna lay in her bed thinking of the strange boy.
“Why did he save me? Why wouldn’t he just tell me his name? Have I seen him in school before?” Those were the thoughts going through her head.
A pound on the other side of her bedroom wall startled her. She knew it was just her dad punching the wall again. She and her parents lived in an old beat up trailer on a dirt road called Cast Lane. The trailer was mainly beat up because of her dad. Her parents had been fighting and whenever they fought there were just more holes put in the wall and broken glass.
Luna turned over on her side. It was getting harder to sleep over all the pounding and yelling. Luckily she got a few hours of sleep before her dad pulled her out of bed to make her clean up the mess and make him food. After making her dad scrambled eggs and giving them to her dad she took a risk of asking for
Lesbian first kiss~laying together, on the bed.Lesbian first kiss~ in Free Verse More Like This
Not touching, I go closer in
Snuggling into you a bit
I play with your cheek,
you play with my hair
I go closer and snuggle..
This time my head
is gently on your shoulder
You snuggle back into my neck
Looking at your face, then your eyes
Your eyes are looking at my lips
I gently grab your chin and lift
I can see your face in perfect view,
you get scared and look down..
I reassure you with a hug.
Look back into your eyes
grab your chin and kiss..
I can feel our lips tremble,
frightened; wanting more
Slowly but gently kissing
explosions of emotions
Beams of sweat on palms
We part away for a second
We kiss again with more confidence
touching each others bodies
stroking slowly, at each others curve
We used to be..We used to be so close? What happened..We used to be.. in Free Verse More Like This
I remember we used to be close and happy,
I told you I had a crush on you;
You didn't mind.. It all changed though..
Someone told you they loved you,
You missed them, and wanted them
I found out, you forgot..
Forgot to remember my feelings.
Things get awkward and heavy,
I hate it.. I miss the ways things used to be..
We would talk for hours and even though I was tired
I waited for you to say you were tired instead..
We would cuddle a lot and snuggle..
I thought for once in this damned cold world
I had a place in someone's heart..
Looks like I didn't.. I still don't
I just regret the falling, the tears, all of it.
Now I'm alone.. Contemplating whether to live..
Because now all I want..
Is things to be.. What they used to be..
One day..One day, I will come and be there with youOne day.. in Free Verse More Like This
One day I will come and hold you in my arms
One day.. I will feel your lips touch mine..
I'm not giving up you hear me!
I will come and travel a distance that some will say..
I'm crazy to travel.. I will take the longest route
that could be sixty three hours long I wouldn't care
I will just need to keep going and going as I know
you will be the sweetest yet most greatest reward ever.
All I need is your sweet loving ambition to keep me going
I'll save money, every penny, every fucking pound to my name
just to make it over to you.. I know in my heart it will be worth it
This could take days, months or even years but like I said
worth every moment..
I mean every word I say,
I will come and be there with you
I will come and hold you in my arms
I will feel your lips touch mine
Wouldn't it be easier.Wouldn't it be easier if I weren't gay?Wouldn't it be easier. in Free Verse More Like This
If I wasn't attracted to woman?
I wouldn't have to deal with finding woman who are heterosexual, or women who are bisexual and prefer men more.
I wouldn't have people judge and protest against my rights and ask me to change my sexuality just so I can have a dick in me.
I wouldn't have people want me dead for who I am, I would be able to go to countries like Russia and not get beaten up for being gay.
I don't have to turn down men who fall for me, I love them as a friend and I feel guilty that I'm never going to show any affection back. Because hurting others isn't me, but I can't change who I am.
I just wish I was accepted and not shun away and "hidden in the closet." as they say. Then maybe my wishing didn't have to done, and I could live happily with who I was born to love.
Notice me..Notice me..Notice me.. in Free Verse More Like This
Notice how much I love you..
Notice how much I care..
Notice that I'm always here;
When everyone else is barely there..
I cry over you.. I cuddle my sheets, wanting them to be you..
Sometimes I even stroke them..
I wish I just could say the words I love you.. Instead of just writing them;
...Into my skin...
I know you kiss him, I saw you with him on the bench.
Kissing, cuddling, snuggling, nuzzling..
I looked down into despair.. I love her..
Why can't you love me?!
You see me alone and ask me, whats wrong?
You never thought to ask, how do I really feel?
I just wish you knew..
So you could notice me..
My heart isn't your toy.Why do you play with my heart?My heart isn't your toy. in Free Verse More Like This
You act so nice and comforting,
then in the next few moments..
All of that fades? Why?
It feels like you're dragging my body;
Dragging it into a hole of loneliness
pain, and fear are only to come next..
I hate it, yet I can't draw myself away..
You are a mistake in my life..
That I still love..
I love how you hold me close and cuddle me
but when you have to go,
I fear of that defensive and cold side of you..
I keep telling myself, its just a phase..
I have nothing to believe in now.
Not even you, the one I love..
I just want to give up..I just want to give up..I just want to give up.. in Free Verse More Like This
Stab - stab - stab - Knife goes in
gush - gush - gush - Blood comes out
Feels good, pain is my pleasure..
You didn't care so this is what I became..
Some say a monster
some say I'm just mental
Some say dangerous
When these stereotypes are just thrown at me..
I wonder if you know the pain they cause?
The only reason why I do this self inflicting because I know..
I'll never feel love..
I'll never feel the warmth of a passionate kiss..
I'll never feel the sensation of a cuddle..
I'll never feel pleasure.. Other than from my pain
Because I know.. That the love I feel for you.. Will never be returned..
Pain is the pleasure - that makes me give up..
I think I'm just going to go..Ever wished you were invisible?I think I'm just going to go.. in Free Verse More Like This
Not to just one person, to everyone?
Not to mention for more than one reason.
Don't you wonder who would miss you?
Sure you have some friends; not too popular.
Family of course, you "always" have them.
No not a girlfriend or boyfriend, I'm unloved.
Not like that bothers me, I couldn't care.
Nether would anyone else though..
Sure, perhaps there's more to life.
Maybe it does and will get better..
I never said I wanted to stick around though..
I don't want to see if it goes any better..
I know I don't deserve to live anymore..
Yeah go ahead, call me names like:
Attention seeker, bitch, loser etc.
All of those fucking names I'll live by.
Don't worry, I'm better off dead.
I'll leave this note.
Open the window,
Shed one last tear..
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All I see is other boys
but I can't help but notice
how attractive the other boys are
I see them in the changing rooms..
I can't deny I like their tanned,
sometimes pale chest.
Muscular or weedy
I don't mind as long as your a guy
Yeah, yeah call me those names
like, faggot or dick sucker
I'm used to it but what I do know is
I'll find a boy who treats me right
Not some girl who you feel you can
play with their heart
So go ahead, laugh, discriminate
I only want love; just with a man
thats not wrong? Even it was
I don't want it to be right.
Didn't think.Didn't think you would do this..Didn't think. in Free Verse More Like This
Crush me like a bug, legs broken,
Play with my feelings like a
Call Of Duty video game..
So my rage and aggression
just hit out at me.
I trusted you not to be like the rest
but you lied, hurt me like a knife -
Straight through the heart..
Didn't think about the damage did you?!
Not till after it was all done.
Stop playing dumb, acting like it never happened
We both know the truth. I'm the one who tried
You're the one who failed.. I hope you can learn...
Not for me but for yourself.
jelly beansRyan’s hands shook on the cold metal doorknob. On the other side of the door, he had no idea what condition he would find Nora in. All he knew was that he’d received a call from North Pine Hospital at two o’clock in the morning regarding a Miss Nora Anne Hartford, who’d been admitted earlier and who had him listed as his first point of contact.jelly beans in Short Stories More Like This
He’d driven there half asleep, swerving back and forth on the dimly lit country roads. It was a miracle he hadn’t gotten into an accident and wound up in the hospital himself.
Now, taking a deep breath and clenching his teeth, he opened the door and let himself in. The room was small and white. Ryan frowned at the scent of antiseptic. God, he hated hospitals.
Nora was sitting up in bed in a hospital gown, her wrist up close to her face. Upon closer inspection, it appeared that she was trying to rip an I.V. out of her hand with her teeth.
“Nora! What are you doing?” Ryan asked, horrified.
immortal enemyi heard you whisperimmortal enemy in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
my name tonight; you're buried
eight miles away.
disorder"mirror, mirror, on the walldisorder in Free Verse More Like This
who's the fairest of them all?"
i whispered to my doleful reflection,
but this was no fairy tale:
this was a small town on a cold, foggy night.
my skeleton was so beautiful
i wanted to showcase it,
give onlookers a glimpse of my impending
death through my very flesh.
i could picture myself, edges carved away
like a cored apple.
i just wanted to feel real.
everyone around me chewed and swallowed so easily
but i just gnawed on my lip until i
tasted blood, and let
a piece of myself die.
the flavor made my mouth water
as my stomach ground out hoarse
requests for expansion, for meaning.
i held nothing within but pathetic yearning,
hollow with self-hatred.
i could only feel affection with pain.
perfection became my obsession,
consuming me alive the way i would have
loved to consume anything at all.
some part of me believe i could be a super model,
and living my life on ambition and emptiness
was the way to do it.
every day i watched the little numbers
pathological liarsI spin, spin,pathological liars in Free Verse More Like This
on ballet toes,
but my balance is impaired.
I stumble over my own grace
like god is trying to trip me up.
please give me an example
of something that makes me worthwhile.
tonight the roads are winding.
my head is lolling
as I battle myself to keep my eyes open,
and all I can think about is how
the radio stations play
the same goddamn songs
a hundred times in a row.
monotony always frustrates me.
maybe that’s why we didn’t last.
are all carbon copies.
my tattoos frightened you;
you claimed that anything so damaging
shouldn’t be so permanent.
i got them all removed last week.
my arms are bare of ink.
i cut my hair short, shorter than yours,
gave myself a black eye
just to pretend there was a story behind it.
you wouldn’t recognize me anymore,
and I’m so happy I could cry.
you changed your mind, changed your sheets,
changed the woman you loved
like flicking off a switch.
I changed the locks, changed my
the heroin heroinehow can you save someonethe heroin heroine in Free Verse More Like This
with tattoos and track marks?
they called him Jesse
and I loved him, I loved him
too much for my own good.
he was a burnt-out angel
with weathered grandfather wings
and an aluminum halo.
"please," I begged, incessant,
"please, stop. you're better than this."
I wrestled with his addiction
as though it was my own,
destroyed syringes straight from
the crook of his elbows.
I always knew he had one true love,
and it sure wasn't me.
his arm was pale and thin
around my shoulders,
pale and thin in the masquerade lamplight,
where he pierced his veins
in belt-constricted solitude.
one night, as I paced
with his bent silver spoon
clutched in my palms,
he told me that he needed it,
oh God, he needed it.
he needed that one slow descent
into black oblivion, that one place
where nothing existed to hurt him.
for the first time,
I realized my place.
whenever he kissed me,
he thought not of my lips,
not of my tongue.
he thought of a cool chill,
i gave up on trying to write about youthere are millions of poemsi gave up on trying to write about you in Free Verse More Like This
detailing the beauty of another’s eyes,
but your eyes, my love,
put all their cherry-picked words to shame.
ew, that verse is disgusting.
way too sappy.
I’m no good at love poems.
okay, hold on, let me
just start over.
you’re freaking excellent
shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
thou art more lovely and more temperate
i can’t take credit for that.
sonnets aren’t my style,
shakespeare beat me to the punch
four hundred some years ago.
uh, i mean, you’re funny
and really cute, like
i seriously love your eyes
because there’s meaning in there
and, and, you make me laugh.
you’re so hilarious.
and I have the drawing you gave me
two years ago, still hidden
folded up in my notebook.
plus, i mean, you’re everything to me.
no big deal, right,
considering the fact that we never
really speak anymore.
oh my god that doesn’t
five second suicideand as i pour myself out on these canvasesfive second suicide in Free Verse More Like This
i drip over the edges, spilling dots of
absence on the hungry earth.
they call me jane doe,
and i am not art.
every evening, i close the door,
close my eyes, disassemble.
slowly, i've become fleeting.
i float, my feet don't touch the ground.
how can i crash?
i fade, i dissolve,
but i've lost the motive to explode.
there's no glory in my death;
i leave no trace of the dramatic.
a man on the train last tuesday
nudged me, apologized, and carried on his way.
he's the last person who's
spoken to me since then.
we hit a notch in the tracks,
the car wobbled.
i stared at him silently,
counting the infinite futures
that suffocated behind my teeth.
i'm dying in my own penitentiary
with the cell door key in my pocket.
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Penny's New Same Life Part I
Contains TF from human to dog and back to a human.
"Oh Bolt!" "You saved me again!"
Penny was cuddling Bolt after his big infiltration in Calico's latest base atop a mountain in Rio de Janero. Bolt barked happily at the sight of his human accomplice. Penny was held prisoner by Calico's special army, waiting for Calico's arrival there with Penny's dad also prisoner beside him as he still was trying to get special information out of the professor's mind by persuading him to speak! So, they found Penny and tied her up so that they could torture her until the professor spoke. But Calico's plan had already failed as his torture subject was running away with Bolt by her side. Calico arrives shortly and screams…
"YOU FOOLS! GET THEM!"
"Right away, sir!" replies one of the soldiers.
As that got them to pursue the two companions, helicopters started flying out the sides of the base, motorcycles exited as well, a lot of them! As they continued their pursuit through t
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Penny’s New Same Life Part 8
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
Half an hour passes; Bolt, Penny and Owen sneak into a van which was obviously bound for somewhere in California. They have begun their journey towards a mysterious destination; Penny was following the route using a map she had found in the back of the van.
“Hopefully, this van will take us somewhere close to Los Angeles…” Penny exhaled, as the map shows they are about north from Los Angeles. Owen yelps at this comment. His tail wagging excitedly.
Another hour goes by, and the van suddenly screeches to a halt. Penny looks at her map and gets puzzled.
“Ok, it’s either: this van has just stopped in Bishop or has just stopped on the side of the road.” Penny said. She leans over and pokes her head to the window. “Yep, looks like we’ve stopped in Bishop. We should get out of here and find another transport.” They all step out of the van which was neatly
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Penny's New Same Life Part 3
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
Penny wakes up in the middle of the night; she decides to check the time. Suddenly, a thought came into her head. She thought that if she's now a female Bolt, she can be much closer to Bolt in a relationship. Although, she thought to herself that she's not going to be a dog for her whole life, she could only hope. But she could get used to it. After checking the time, Penny wanders to Bolt's bed and snuggles up to him tightly, finally realising that this transformation could mean something else…
In the morning, Penny wakes up alone in the bed; she looks around for Bolt until she finds him trying to get to the dog food.
"Penny, can you help me with this?" he asks, quite frustrated.
"Umm, I'll try" she replied, thinking it will be harder than it used to be. She was right; she could hardly even stand up on two legs. She decided to slide a stool next to the couch, and then she would jump up onto the table from t
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Penny’s New Same Life Part 6
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
“It’s The National Association for Stock Car Auto Racing; it is a sport where cars drive around a tri-oval for a number of laps, forty-three cars contest for the first place in each race! I love it!” explained Kurt. “If you want to know how we got here, I’ll tell you right now. I got here when I was quite young; my owner was really busy and kept forgettin’ to give me some food and I was starving. I decided to go outside and sit in the sunshine, a van came past me, it had the logo of my dog food on it, and I thought that if I’d follow it, there’d be food to where it would end up arriving. And so I did, but instead of gettin’ food, I got a trip here, they fed me well and so I stayed here!” he explained. “Cyril… uh… well… um, take it away!” he points to him.
“Okay, I got here from the day my owner’s fa
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Penny’s New Same Life Part 4
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
Penny wakes up in the morning, earlier than Bolt this time. She checks the clock, it says 6:30am. After that, she turned back to Bolt and stared at him for a moment. She thought that if she’d leave the studio with Bolt, they could run away and make puppies, although she didn’t really know how dogs did that. But it would make Bolt really happy, not so much for her mom though. But Penny was feeling some sort of hunger, deep down inside her, Penny loved Bolt. She wanted to go have children with him, even though she doesn’t really know how to do that. Penny just sighed and walked up to the box of Bolt’s toys and she pulled out the tennis ball. She kept throwing it at the wall, letting it bounce back to her. Bolt raises an ear at the sound of the ball bouncing on the floor. He stands up, and walks to Penny. He realises that she’s a bit sad.
“Penny? What’s wrong?
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Penny's New Same Life Part 2
Contains TF from human to dog and back to a human.
Later that day, Penny awoke feeling really dizzy and confused. As soon as she got her eyesight back to normal, she realised that she was lying on her couch inside her caravan. Bolt was resting in his bed in the corner of the caravan. As she tried to stand up, she felt a bit of a pain in her legs. She still got to her feet anyway and walked over to Bolt to give him a kiss on the head. As she leaned down to pat his left ear, she realised that her hand was covered in tiny bits of white hair. She tries to pluck one of them off…
"OW!" Penny gasps, "How long has that been there?" She thought. To her horror, she gaped down at her fingers as her fingernails started growing and changing into a black colour. Her finger bones started shifting into a different place and her thumb was just a useless, black nail on her wrist. She turned over her palm, only to realise that some pink pads were growing on the inside of her
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Penny’s New Same Life Part 5
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
Penny and Bolt continued their escape from the studio, when Penny had an idea of what to do with Bolt that would make him really happy. She thought that they could hitch a ride to Las Vegas, where they’d hang around for a bit, as a romantic getaway for them both.
“Okay Bolty, follow me!” said Penny. She ran with Bolt to the local Taco Bell down the street where a big SUV was parked, it looked as if it was somewhere from Nevada, since it had a license plate that said it was from Nevada and that it had tons of stuff in the boot and on the roof as if the owner was on a vacation.
“Bolt, hide, someone’s coming!” alerted Penny, as a man was leaving Taco Bell and coming towards them. Penny had a good look at the person who was coming towards the car; the man had denim jeans, a red jacket with a white t- shirt under it. But the thing that captured the most of Penny’s a
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Penny’s New Same Life Part 9
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
Penny, Bolt and Owen all sprint towards the studio, about two-hundred metres away from where they were dropped off. They ran as fast as their legs would go. Owen was, again, on Penny’s back as Bolt and her attempt to get home quickly.
“That’s it!” Bolt exclaimed between pants, as they neared the huge archway at the entrance of the studio. They go through it, under the boom gates and into the studio. They look around frantically for their caravan.
“There!” Penny shouted. She pointed at the caravan in the dark shadowy area. They ran there, using all the energy they had left. Pouncing at the door, it opens with a loud BANG! Then they all ended up inside the caravan. Everyone’s landing was a bit different. Penny and Owen landed on the hard floor; luckily Owen was still on Penny’s when she landed, Penny was alright anyhow. Bolt made a much more comfortab
Penny's New Same Life Part 7Penny's New Same Life Part 7 in Profiles More Like This
Penny’s New Same Life Part 7
Contains TFs from human to dog and back to human.
A few weeks come by with more dogs coming in and out; Penny and Bolt had enough time to produce a puppy in the time they were there…
“Come on Owen, here boy!” Penny shouts, Owen runs happily to his mum. “Hey Bolty, Owen can now walk to me on command!” Penny rejoiced, “well, almost” Owen falls over his tail, his head flops up and then he stands up as if nothing happened. “Hey Bolty, come here why won’t you try?” Bolt just turns his head around and nods, then he turns back towards the view he was looking at through the bars. Penny walks up to Bolt and looks at him. “C’mon Bolt, what’s wrong?” Bolt turns to her and sighs.
“Penny? Umm, I was thinking of leaving this place, I wanted to figure a way out of here” Bolt explained.
“Bolt, I’ve been sitting here with you for the last eight weeks, I want to
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Penny’s New Same Life Part 10
Contains TFs from human to dog and back again.
Later that day, Penny wakes up with a big, long sting in her behind.
“Oww, what is that?” cried Penny, as she ran her paw down her backside, feeling two band aids in a crossed shape over the pain. She looked down at her behind, and there they were, placed perfectly on top of the site of pain. She gave a concerned yet confused look at the band aids. Bolt was watching Penny look at her behind, he was looking for Owen. Bolt was also waiting for Penny to give him some info on where Owen could be. Now was his time to ask!
“Uh, Penny?” he questioned her.
“Yes Bolt?” Penny answered, giving Bolt a concerned look.
Penny’s face has a significant transformation, her face merged into a sad expression. She quickly tried to stand up, the pain in her behind increased as she stood up. She fell straight to the ground. She started to cry. Bolt gav
Silent Ponyville Ending 5Silent Ponyville Ending 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ending The Truth
Unlock Condition: Clear the game and see every hidden Truth
Twilight pulled her head back, rubbing her forehead as she groaned. The spell was taxing, not to mention she had held it for minutes already. She shook her head before looking at her pink friend. Pinkie still had her eyes closed.
"Pinkie? You alright?" Twilight asked, not sure if she had been released from the effects of the spell yet.
It took a moment, but soon Pinkie's eyes slowly opened.
"You okay? It wasn't too much was it?" Twilight asked a little worried about her friend.
Pinkie simply blinked, before smiling and lowering her head closing her eyes. Twilight blinked a little confused at this behavior.
"Thank you Twilight." Were the first words to leave Pinkie's mouth.
"Oh, did it work?" Twilight asked, softly smiling.
"It did. And I thank you so much for helping me." Pinkie said lifting her head, letting Twilight see the smile on Pinkie's face. "If you hadn't helped me who knows what would hav
Silent Ponyville Ending 6Silent Ponyville Ending 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Unlock Condition: Place the tiles in a specific order in the final hallway, then go through the final door.
"I don't know, this doesn't seem right." She said as she looked around at the plates. She had put the fish in the first box, the bird in the second, the cat in the third and the snake in the fourth. Nothing had happened when she placed each of the plates, but something compelled her, told her that this was what she was supposed to do.
"I guess the only thing left is to go through that door then." She said turning to face the wooden door at the end of the hallway. The Slender Pony had gone through the door before, so she knew it had to be waiting for her on the other side.
She walked up to the door carefully. She took a deep breath as she prepared for what was on the other side. She put her hoof up to the handle and pushed the door open.
"You've got a typo here. It says 'Her voice was running out of patients.' You spelled 'patience' as 'patients'. I guess sh
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The music blared as the guests danced on the dance floor. Pinkie Pie had pulled out all the stops for this one. The dance floor was done up with a disco flare, flashing lights to raving music played as Pinkie passed records to the music host of the reception. The white unicorn with messy blue hair was very good at getting the guests to get up and dance. Of course the recently married couple were on the floor quite often as the guests of honor, Rarity constantly worrying about the state of Fluttershy's dress.
"Ugh, it's hard to believe what passes for recreational music these days." Octavia groaned over her wine glass. "It's nothing more than a loud ruckus to flashing lights." She sipped the red liquid gracefully.
"Oh lighten up a little 'Tavi, it's a party!" Soarin grinned as he looked up from his plate filled with apple desserts, "After all if the couple are enjoying it you should too!" His grin was big and goofy.
"Perhaps." Octavia gave a soft sigh before smiling looking at
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Dreams: A Psychological Understanding
Sea Ponies: Fact or Fiction?
Long Distance Communication Theories and Ideas
A Modern History of Thumbtacks
Twilight felt her face hit the table hard, prompting Luna to look up quickly from her reading. The paper next to Twilight was filled with many crossed out scribbles that once had been notes on what she had THOUGHT were important aspects of each book in an effort to learn more about the author. But no, each note taken was very easily contradicted in the next book which had some other bit of info that would then be destroyed by the next.
There were only four books he had written and each one told the story of a completely different author.
"Are you alright Twilight?" Luna asked blinking curiously.
"I'm just frustrated is all." Twilight said lifting her head and flipping through the next page of 'Sea Ponies: Fact or Fiction?' "These books are almost like they were written by a completely different author. However, I
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Ending It's a twist
Unlock Condition: Don't see all of the memories before facing Slender Mane for the last time
She opened the door, stepping out.
Outside the door she saw four torches lit around an open arena. A pathway was lit for her leading to it. A fence was placed along the path and arena so she couldn't go anywhere else.
She gently put her lantern away as she walked towards the center of the arena. She could feel small tremors shaking through the world as she walked.
As she reached one side of the arena, from the ground on the opposite side the Slender Pony emerged from ground. He stood tall over her, his presence still bearing down.
"The truth " Pinkie whispered to herself as she stared at the Slender Pony, her phonograph letting off a slight buzz.
"I see it's the truth behind everything isn't it something I've been hiding from, something that you show me." She tried to rationalize everything.
The Slender Pony began to walk slowly towards, the haze of his
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Ending: Face Your Fears
Unlock condition: View all the memories and encounter Pinkie and Rainbow Dash in the Otherworld.
Twilight was doing her best to understand what the three pictures before her meant. Each picture was a distorted mess of color and shapes. At times she thought she had been able to make out the vague shape of a pony or some other shape that she could identify as an object, but it quickly moved back into being a distorted blob.
"I can't make heads or tails of this." Twilight as groaning as she looked back and forth, "How exactly does this spell work? This is my second time doing it and I'm STILL confused." The book didn't explain any further than how to perform the spell and its purpose. Was it supposed to be easy to figure out? Should something have been obvious to her? There were no instructions on how to interpret the pictures, or what she could do to help!
It really seemed like she was purposely being kept out, as if she wasn't allowed to see what each of her frie
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"And all through the night the three ponies kept the fire of friendship alive by telling stories to one another and by singing songs, which of course, became the winter carols that we all still sing today." The narrator spoke in turn as the action on the stage began to play out to his words. Each of the ponies were dressed in a different attire, each representing the different style of clothing that was worn so long ago. A younger Twilight watched the stage curiously.
It wasn't her first time watching the Hearth's Warming Eve pageant, far from it. It was traditional for many ponies to come and watch the pageant every year. Her parents had taken her in years past and now that she was the personal protégé of Princess Celestia she felt as if there was almost an obligation to go see the play. The filly was sure some parts of the play were exaggerated or kept short for the sake of being produced as a stage play, but still she'd always had a fascination with history and this was
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The room sat a broken, discarded mess. Dust had settled on top of the broken furniture, the torn apart carpet, the fallen pieces of the ceiling and walls and even what remained of torn pictures that hung from the wall. Dulled white envelopes appeared to be scattered across the floor, some burnt, some shredded, some just yellowed with age. However, the most unusual thing in the room was a device that wasn't known to Equestria. On top of a small table sat a square box, with glass on the front that showed darkness behind it and on the very front it had a small button.
The approaching hooves walked towards the device, the steps echoing loudly in the broken room. Each step also elicited a loud creak from the floor, a sign of the wear it had suffered.
The hooves carefully stepped over debris that scattered the room before finally coming upon the lonesome box.
The owner of the hooves seemed to examine the box, looking it over with a curious eye. Though they knew not what the contra
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A soft chill blew through the brisk winter's day. A blanket of snow covered the ground far below, as Celestia's chariot soared through the sky.
'What a beautiful day for a wedding.' Celestia thought with a smile sprawled across her face. It had been far too long since she had last been able to attend a wedding, her royal duties always coming first However, with Luna back she could afford to take time off on such short notice. Plus no one would blame her for going to a wedding where the two being wed each wielded one of the Elements of Harmony.
As Celestia's chariot grew closer to the quaint town of Ponyville, her regal eyes scanned the snow banked town, easily catching sight of the pacing lavender unicorn that stood out from the white backdrop around her. Celestia let out a soft chuckle to herself, knowing exactly how her student fussed and worried over every little detail, and now doubt a wedding between her friends was going to have her nerves on end even more than usual.
Please Don't Love MeYou have nothing to gainPlease Don't Love Me in Free Verse More Like This
Except for pain
If you love me.
It's better if you stay away,
Because I'll be gone someday.
Please don't love me.
Tears will fall like rain,
You'll feel so much pain
If you love me.
I'm: not good, horrible, bad
I'm always too sad.
Please don't love me.
You'll get lost;
You'll pay the cost,
If you love me.
I want the best for you.
The best isn't me, that's true.
Please don't love me.
I Am...I AmI Am... in Free Verse More Like This
But most importantly, I Am
Why we cutWhy do you cut?Why we cut in Free Verse More Like This
Is a question people always get asked.
I wondered that myself one day,
And this is what came up.
To take away the anger and pain
When we can't deal with it anymore.
Stick the blade into our skin,
And let the blood pour out.
Taking with it our troubles and doubts
So we won't have to deal with it for awhile.
And we may be happy once more.
But the pain always returns.
We can't find another way to escape
The pain, the sorrow, the anger.
So we have to cut ourselves again.
It's the cycle that never ends.
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They're behind you,
Run to the darkness;
It'll welcome you
With its cold embrace too.
The light is bad.
It only wants what you had.
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You see the mask,
Never bother to ask
How I really feel.
You see the scars,
Look at them with disgust.
Never asking if I'm okay.
You see the sadness,
Confuse it with the madness.
And call me crazy.
You see the anger,
Mix it with danger.
And run away from me.
You see what's on the outside,
But not the inside.
So you don't really see me.
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I feel used.
Why'd you do this to me?
Am I not the person you want me to be?
You played me
Are you happy now?
I have no choice but to bow.
You said you loved me,
But that was a lie.
All part of you game.
You really have no shame.
I feel so stupid.
Why'd I believe you?
Your lies seemed so true.
I had no clue.
It's all I feel,
Because I fucking loved you.
I want to say that I hate you,
But it wouldn't be true.
I told you everything,
And now I regret it.
You fucked me over.
And I fucking let you.
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Tie a rope around my throat.
Double knot it.
Stand up high.
All you ever did was lie.
I've lost the fight,
So make it tight.
No one knew I'd die today.
The chair will crash.
Down flops my head.
The time has come.
I am dead.
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It brightened my day.
She was perfect in her own way.
Her heart was pure.
Never hating, snd always filled with love.
As if she was sent from heaven above.
Our time together was amazing,
But it was soon to pass.
She had to leave, at last.
It hurt when she left.
I think of her every day
Though she is far away.
My love for her will never die.
Nothing can replace her, nothing at all.
I will wait for her until the day I fall.
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Frozen to the core,
Ready to cry some more,
Life is just rushed...
In so much pain,
Life has no gain,
Not good enough,
Life is just so rough,
No one could care less,
Sorry for complaining so much,
Sorry for being selfish and such,
"I'm fine, thanks for asking! And how are you?"