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Literature
in the hole i dug myself i am delicate and dark
so stung with self pity
I realize I cannot really Write
anything if i haven't lived. and
i Haven't. because when i choose
Tragedy it is always in the name of quiet.
My silence tramples down the jungle grass,
And in the smudge of summer I keep
Everything to myself. I am still
clenching all my yellow chips
with tight fists. six weak suns
bite through both palms. and i Bleed,
and am proud of the blood. it's so stupid but
I want to be brave at being bad,
To be brave so bad it breaks me, but
i'm not brave or bad or breaking.
i'm just aimless with my aching, and
the Older I Get, the Harder That Is
To Hide. my life crusts over lonely and
i'm limp inside its husk. i really thought
I could make something beautiful of
the way i shake my shadow off, huh. and steal
that star and eat it too. well the joke's
on me. I have turned my air to arrows
and struck myself before anyone else could.
and if that's not the way it works,
then someone fucking show me so.
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Literature
caughthereyes
o, to break
my spine at
the neck
into water!
to flow from
a fused tomb
in poetry as deep
as this grave's
tone, to color
darker still
every stab of ink
on damned canvas
laid bare with heavy
void strokes.
o, what a bold
disaster i’d be,
in two parts!
one sputtering up apologies
for dead selves:
he wasn’t properly
burned, he refused
correction, she still
can’t sleep with
him near,
he writhed.
the other
a deluge of misinformation
and steady obfuscation:
everything is ash anyway,
who knows wrong
from right, letting go
is impossible and
sad,
life is pain.
oh, the dichotomy
is a brilliant fucking!
lie together, you two
heedless egos, you
toothed lacerations,
you do deserve each
other’s back to
sabotage.
neither planted in earth,
still choking out
ruin.
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Literature
National Anthem of the New USSR (Robeson Version)
United forever in friendship and labor,
Our mighty Republics will ever endure!
The New Soviet Union will live through the ages,
The dream of a people, their fortress secure!
Long live our Soviet Motherland, built by the people's mighty hand!
Long live her people, united and free!
Strong is our nation tried by fire, long may her crimson flag inspire,
Shining in glory for all those to see!
Through days dark and stormy where great Lenin led us,
Our eyes saw the bright Sun of freedom above!
In his revolution, with faith in the people,
Inspired us to build up the land that we love!
Long live our Soviet Motherland, built by the people's mighty hand!
Long live her people, united and free!
Strong is our nation tried by fire, long may her crimson flag inspire,
Shining in glory for all those to see!
In triumph and glory, Socialism guides us,
Our Motherland’s future is clear as the sky!
And to our Union’s fluttering red banner,
Those brave enough to bear it shall always stand high!
Lo
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Literature
At First Sight
Frozen by your spell
I gaze from a distance,
   my heart beating fierce —
   Bewitched,
enchanted, you leave me with
   a painted image behind.
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Literature
WotRS: The Light that'll Never Die
Frankish Kings and the Goths were a menace
With their knights ravaging the land
Then a man came out of the darkness
With a maiden walking hand-and-hand
These two gave a single little promise
That they would restore the glory of Rome!
That they would go on however helpless
That they would fight underneath the Dome!
And it’s true their battle rages onward
Now upon the Dnieper’s crystal shore
With the Franks ever pushing Eastward
Now they hear Russia’s soldiers roar!
In the light of Rome’s fading flicker
We shall know the light will never die
For our Russia will never know surrender!
We will fight until God’s end is nigh!
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Literature
I Never Knew Love
I lie awake at night sometimes
And wonder if I cross your mind
Is there much you remember
Is there much you recall
When we promised forever
When we both had it all
The story's as old as time itself
But I'm glad it was you and no one else
And as tomorrow becomes today
I wonder if you'll cross my way
Will you remember my face
Will you remember my touch
When there was no other taste
We ever wanted so much
The story's as old as time can be
But I'm glad it was no one else but me
You weren't the first and you won't be the last
You won't be the future but you'll live in the past
But wherever we go and whatever we do
I never knew love like I knew it with you
Sometimes I see you in a face on the street
Sometimes I hear you when I feel my heart beat
It wasn't forever but at least it was true
And I'll never know love like I knew it with you
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High Seas by Kiyo-Poetry High Seas :iconkiyo-poetry:Kiyo-Poetry 7 1
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Nadezhda

Hiding from the light
A common nuisance
Never respected
Yet greatly gifted
Its senses grant it insight
Defying many poisons
Walking away from sickness
Like a phoenix without flames
This survivalist
With coveted gifts
Can perhaps one day
Earn admiration
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Literature
Covers
A knock.
On the door?
On the wall?
No?
There it is again!
The window?
Outside is a bird peeking away,
Looking in,
Watching.
For a moment it looks away,
Then back again.
A scream, a thunderous sound escapes from it's beak.
Flapping it's wings it appears bigger than it is.
It's features distort,
Teeth emerge and the feathers turn to claws.
The window ledge magnifies in size...
A cat is now where the bird once was,
Steadily growing in size.
It's eyes meet yours as you feel yourself change too.
Your flesh burns,
Bones collapse and eyesight fades.
Unable to even hear yourself scream.
You wake up,
Look to the window
And close the blinds.
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Literature
Tardy
if i told you that i would be late
how could you relate to this predicament
that i have placed upon my plate
with little reason to update my
mistake into something beyond an
effort to hesitate for to procrastinate
is the explicit excuse that got me
first thrown this fate.
Yes the realization of this tardy
that will scar me leaving nothing
but the faults the bind me to this
perfect relation between me and
she who raises my day from the
scarlet seas oh please let this be
just another day where i can explain
how i foolishly let time slip away
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Literature
The Ground of Wormhole's Three Skulls
The round garden of polar
ice caps,
rotating the clouds,
from north to south,
two wormholes of
ice,
the third the clouds
in the sky,
the three skulls,
all the sea's pulling skins
of space star & rock
into this strange devouring
of four seasons faces,
the birds in their
time above the wolves,
& of the wolves in
the sky,
time above nightmare,
above time a nightmare,
this the ground of
the wormhole's three skulls,
the light mockery
in life, blooming black
& red, beneath the
blue moon, & a hush
as the ghosts
lashes come to rest,
& then open again,
very much alive & dead,
& all over the
world phantasmically
endowed with
a macabre possibility,
surety & self envoking
dread, the superstitious silence,
& then disappearing again, waking
the ground of wormhole's three skulls.  
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Literature
Tattoos of my soul
If you would see the real me
My soul, that would finally be free
From the captivity of my body
Would you like what you see?
From over there, it may look like a black pit
But if you move closer just a little bit
Your eyes will feel like they are hit
By all of the ink that is covering it
Images and words like a big tattoo
And they are covering my mind too
Reminders from all the times that you
Made me feel like I didn’t know what to do
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Literature
Imperishable Limericks
~Imperishable Limericks~
There once was a girl from the Moon
Who feared that her death would come soon.
She begged for a potion
Eirin showed her devotion
But Lord Tsu made them both go pichuuu~n.
A woman from Earth with white hair
Loved her dad even more than was fair.
She found him a waifu
Who ruined his laifu
At which point she went truly spare.
Many years after Mokou's dad died
The moon in Gensokyo did hide.
Yukari burst in.
"Reimu, it's missin'!"
And they charged off with slumber denied.
Marisa gazed up to the sky.
"It's a fake!" her friend Alice did cry.
They set out as a pair
Many squabbles they shared.
Who knows why we ship them? Not I.
Remi sensed danger that night.
Her maid tagged along for the fight.
Craving a red moon
Remilia did swoon
When she saw that the fake was all white.
Youmu was eager for battle
Which made Saigyouji quite rattled.
The ghost chased her young ward
Helped her crush fairy hordes
And drove her quite nuts with her prattle.
The youkai could
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Running out (of me?)
I'm in no way running out of time
Time is the one that's running out,
I'm just a single frozen rhyme,
A play on words, not so sublime
Frozen somewhere deep in time,
Unheard, the melodies that I chime.
A word in such an illiterate clime
In which reading is the only crime.
I'm in no way running out of time,
Cause time was never even mine.
Time is the one that's running out,
I'm in no way running out of time.
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Literature
so this is a new feeling
i don’t really understand how or why
the way you laugh makes me feel alive when
i’m struggling to string beads with my tongue,
it’s strangulating nausea throttling my vocal cords but sure,
i’ll take that as living
if you’re the one breathing for me
and you’re chocolate sharing, kind and caring
sweet syrup stuck in ribbons around my heart,
got me feeling some type of way (what i call ‘happiness’
but what does that mean?
i’m so used to opposites and you’re so far away from normal
it’s crazy that i’m dying inside from nerves and fear
but that’s okay. you’re smiling and laughing and
i’ll take that as living
if you’re happy for me)
god damn cartwheels and front flips from my head to my toes
when you say you’re proud of me it’s difficult to comprehend that
you’re proud of me? ?? ??? ? ???
what does that even mean?

   … understand really don
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Literature
Plan
Sometimes
The backup plan
Is the better plan
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Literature
the golden House
When the ruins of this ugly Place will lie in the depth of the future seas
and its towers, all of concrete made, will offer safe dens for their newborn beasts
a shadow will gloomy stand, beholding the dust of the late tree where it opened its soul:
my ghost will linger there, floating through the streets I used to walk with you, my hapless love.
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Literature
A Single Step
When the colours fade, they run like 
tears, that streak my face.
All that's left a faded film of yesteryear. 
A dream that died in pain and fear.
Things torn down, leave room for life.
Hope reborn, from the seeds of strife.
Catching whispers in my dreams.
Faint and fleeting a hint of breeze. 
It pulls me on, one halting step.
A thousand miles, I'll get there yet.
 
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