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Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.

FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.

It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.

I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?

What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –

Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)

UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"

Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.

We are the King and Queen of Broken DreamsStanding still in a mine field, staring at all we have left.
We were so young, we didn’t stop to think.
Now we’re in a car crash, teetering on the brink.
If you were to leave me now, I don’t know what I’d do.

It was a whirl wind romance,
A light when all was black, a spark of something when all was bleak.
You swept me off my feet and made me feel brand new.
I thought we could live forever and I’m certain you did to.

We built a house without foundations
And now we’re falling down,
Everything’s crumbling around us, time slipping through out fingertips.
People used to walk past us but they were to drunk to see,
That our lives are coming apart around us, there is no light as far as we can see.

There was no fire to start with,
Just two broken things, the world had left behind.
The casualties of other people’s dreams of power, money and control,
Spat out onto the curb to rot away and die.
We never stood a chance or so

wallflower clippingsthere's scar tissue in her throat,
swollen around the words she never said;
dark rings around her eyes
like planets unremembered, and
a staleness to her touch,
the crystalline Dead Sea.

she's living like a story
that's already been told
"if no one loved you
would you mean anything at all?"

in that moment,
we forget to exist.

lifelinesI fear the sound of sparrows
and the density of leaves
against dew-muffled blades
of grass,

and I'm drowning
in the sky.

My skin has learned how
to peel itself off
without causing a commotion
in my marrows or
even show the slightest hint
of pain,
and my heart has learned how
to hush the stars in their wake
and keep it all a secret.

There's a sea in my mouth
and I can't swim.

There are lifelines
cast like these and it will
all end with the same tragedy.

RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.

Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?
To nearly fall off the edge,
but not quite...
just so that you're dangling;
clinging for your worthless life
lest it fall into the sea of loneliness.
Your callused, pink fingers turning
to a shade of purplish-red of pain
as it does it best to hold on.

Splash.

In the sea of loneliness,
everything is crisp, translucent.
There is nothing around you,
you are alone...
unlike other people,
you have no one
clamouring to save you;
you have no one
diving in to get you out.

There is no point
screaming for help,
you will only waste
the little time and air you have left.
You only have the darkness
of the sea envelop

of seafoam thronesFrom Atlas’ hands she wept to me,
atop Africas and South Atlantics;

this is one situation unaffected by
ember eyes and windy lashes
(it has no anatomy).

You are sparrows stranded
in tiny crevices and cliffside love,
though you rebuke flight
in the fear of chipping feathers.

So what do you do?

You reach for my soul,
coveting flight with shaking
dainty arms…

and perhaps I’ll let you:
With flytrap lips and
glass shaped hips…
you are unfit for anything but
sight.

(But beauty isn’t everything)

Honesty Written

from the

heart.

No eraser.

Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.

But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.

That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.

But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.

No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.

So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.

PerfectEver had the feeling where you can't stop looking at a picture?
Your gorgeous face makes me smile
Go weak at the knees
Makes me giggle like a little girl

Those morning texts
All day conversations
Random silly things like that
Make me smile

I see the led light flash the colours I've set for when I get a message from you
My heart flutters
My cheeks flush
I go deaf to the world when I'm reading a message from you

If your down
I'm always there for you
I know you don't want to worry me
I know you want me to smile
But I'm always here for you
No matter how you feel
I'd prefer to help
Than for you to be down

Your gorgeous eyes
Are mesmerising
You

With This RingWith this ring,

I swear to keep myself pure.

To not give myself away until the night of my marriage,

To the one whom God has chosen for me.

With this ring,

I swear to avoid the temptations

That may lead me astray

And defile me.

With this ring

I swear to not only keep my body pure,

But to keep pure my mind.

To not think perverted thoughts,

To not corrupt myself from within.

With this ring,

I swear that all of what I am will be pure

For he who is to be my husband.

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-Hopes and Dreams-

Grass swings to your sway
Clouds part as if to show your way
Your smile eases my soul
Your voice sets my hearts tone

I don't want anything else

-Waiting...-

Here, in thought I wait
With profuse dreams
& a brief instant
Impatient to confess there fantasy

Day in day out
With no sound
Or even a reply
I longed for your smile

Now, after all that time…

I leave only a silent effect
Small dropped kisses
& one august picture
Our serendipity

-The Scared Man-(As I look into your confused, helpless eye's a tear falls from mine)

I always felt like you were never there growing up

You, always busy making or breaking stuff yelling at me "WHAT!?"

I just wish you would have tried

(I touch your cold, pale skin and your eyes open wide with relief)

I always thought of you as some invincible man

Never showing fear with cigarette in hand

I just wish you weren't so ignorant

(You stare at me and say in a weak voice "Hi" as I clinch your hand)

Now I see you as what you always were

Just a man who can be broken and is unsure

I just wish I could tell you how much I hate seeing you this way

(You softly

-My Goddess-

Perfect ocean blue eyes
These windows to evermore
They're what I can never say no to
A simple glance
A simple gaze
A simple glimpse
Oh how these simple things I miss
Flawless porcelain skin
This treasure of temptation
It's what I wish to thoroughly explore
A simple motion
A simple stroke
A simple shift
Oh how these simple things I miss
Lushes intoxicating pink lips
They're what I crave to meet with mine
A simple embrace
A simple butterfly
A simple caress
Oh how these simple things I miss
My goddess

These crimson eyes fiercely grip
With a feathery ebony coat
Blessing elegant wings that beat
Dancing in seductive passion
To a already fin melody
Smoothly glides & twists
Into one perfect never-ending
Memory

Would you take a lie to the truth if it made you happy?
OR
Would false truths then a clear lie be more satisfactory?

Then again, how could even know what to believe
So in reality, you just have to accept these words
My sly prophet lyric tones that feed
& stare into fogged eyes of hurt
For I am the one that will bleed

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-Infinite Time-

by ~LuXun1986, Jun 16, 2012, 1:27:42 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Time...
What if time was more than 60 minutes in a hour?
From the second we let go...
What if time was our emotions?
To the moment we held hands...
Can you feel it all fly by?
As I watched the sun set alone...
Can you feel everything slow down?
As we watched the sun rise...
Time's never on our side...

-Infinite Time-by ~LuXun1986

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Ok this one takes a bit to get fully. So you need to listen to the song which I will link below. Stare at the picture for a bit and read the words a few times until they sink in. Then I want you to close your eyes and imagine the words giving shape the image with you in it. Sitting there and a shadow next to you. Someone you know. You smile, the smile back and then fade them away slowly. Now how do you feel. How long did it take to make that come and go? lol

Written by :LuXun1986:
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Inspired by S.Darko the movie & Dead Can Dance-The Carnival Is Over [link]

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*FlyingFox-Bat Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

this reminds me of the fact that we should never let go the small amount of time we have here in this life, as we are dying from the moment we draw breath...

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~LuXun1986 Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Yea. Sometimes people JUST don't treasure what they have.

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*FlyingFox-Bat Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

i know the dull-spoon pain of loosing one you hold dear...it is still too fresh in my heart for me to really be happy right now

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~LuXun1986 Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I can relate to that very well.

But our poetry is our best comfort and weapon in these times of woe.

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*FlyingFox-Bat Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

who knows...maybe it will also bring about a resurrection...of sorts

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~LuXun1986 Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Yup. Something to look forward to. ^w^

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*FlyingFox-Bat Aug 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

yus!

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~stellamoon21103 Aug 8, 2012 Student Artist

awesomes love it too

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