Here, nowlooking at the past,
the words once written with such passion,
and I know I'm exactly where I need to be...
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Without TouchI am without touch within,Without Touch
I feel the swell of tears in my eyes and taste them in my blood,
the blood that pulses and gives breath to the mouth that drinks the tears,
the same blood that runs through you, only it sounds different in your ears,
listen in mine...
lower you head that I may see your eyes,
open your heart that I may know myself,
part your lips that I may quench my thirst,
give me your book that I may write myself and paste my skin in every page,
pieces of me forever...
by ~Neutral-Stunlight
A worded bubbleIt is though the word,A worded bubble
has spoken itself through the broken of a lip, which has pressed itself to faces alike, leaving a jagged picture of something, someone wrought upon another,
there is no other, how can the been forge the present, when you threw away your now, for something you saw, which was not mutual but fictional,
your painting was beautiful, as a childs to a mother, the lines which linked the pages, only made sense to you,
but were felt because you could not see, your heart leaking through the ink,
I leak my happines
by ~Neutral-Stunlight
Truth without time...Dream of truth, without time so forever, is the truest moment, you'll ever haveTruth without time...
if only in sleep, then to wake is to wonder, I wander on, I walk alone,
supported by the shore
and the horizon, which falls off the earth, all in time which doesn't exist...
by ~Neutral-Stunlight
Too little too late...It's too little too late, I can't escape, not the dreams, not the day, not the way,Too little too late...
in which a word, can change the shape, the look on my face, the crates which I jump for,
never seem to big, the lanes which run together, forever seem to part, just when I thought,
just when you wrought the havoc, that the day could not penetrate, the depth of light is to shallow, as I look up,
it's never high enough, for as the land gives way, to the greatness, the horizon stretches further to the stars,
th
by ~Neutral-Stunlight
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Another setting sonLike a moth to the light Like a cigarette to the flame Why does trust so abide in my name That its very home has becomeAnother setting son
This frame of flesh and stones
And if I would sell my soul And lend my mind to the weak
So that my strength became their hope And their hope became my strength
Would then I find you to be faithful?
Trust why does your name, the way you request this heart leave me A leaf in the wind Leave me rather a thought on the ground
That I may have no fear of falling
Like the weak to the broken Like the sick to the dying &
by ~featha-lite
Stike lightby ~Lesseyed
Leakingby ~merely-mortal
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- Current Residence: South Africa, Johannesburg
- Interests: Reading, live music, writing, dancing,
- Favourite movie: lots and lots
- Favourite band or musician: anything that makes me feel really good
- Favourite genre of music: Rock & old school
- Favourite artist: Too many
- Favourite poet or writer: Ayn Rand
- Favourite cartoon character: Tom and Jerry
- Personal Quote: You cannot find light without knowing the deepest of darkness first!
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Luf u freind
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Hope you having an oober fantastic time, mmwa!
big lufs...
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Trust in that,
which we call thought,
for the truth of that resides,
within you, furthering all depth
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Whats the sound of a heart breaking if no ones around to hear it?
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Hell is empty
All the Devils are here
-shakespeare
i miss you friend.
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Hell is empty
All the Devils are here
-shakespeare
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