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Fold [09 Oct 2006|10:03pm]

tleef
All the untested virtue
The things I said I'd never do
Least of all to you


She pulls her knees up to her chest quietly so as not to wake him, wrapped up tight in his sleep, and all she can think of are the sit-coms she used to watch. There would always be a pair of characters that everyone wanted to see together; they'd always get into silly misadventures and awkward situations and witty overly scripted banter would pervade it all, (that and about 17 metric tonnes of sexual tension) until the writers finally ran out of ideas and threw them into bed together a few seasons later.

She thinks of the other man, the one who came first -- no, the man in her bed now had come first, the other had simply been in her bed first. She hates to boil it down to those things, as so much love was intwined in this, all in and about and through this.

"I've never wanted anyone or anything more in the world", he had told her. "You fit like no one I've ever known." She wished he wouldn't say those things, it only meant everything was about to get complicated.

They'd been Josh and Donna for too long, right down to the witty, overly scripted banter. (If you like, you can replace Josh and Donna with Ross and Rachel, Niles and Daphne, Joel and Maggie, or Sam and Diane. Not like it's a new concept.) It was only a matter of time.

And just like in each and every of the sit-coms, everything was about to get complicated. That was the only thing about which she was sure.

~~~~

I know he's kind and true
I know that he is good to you
he'll never care for you more than I do


He lies still and listens to her move, and as much as he wants to open his eyes and look at her, to prove to himself that she's really there, that he's really there, that it wasn't just a(nother) dream... he keeps still, half afraid of what might happen if he even moves a muscle, half afraid she'll disappear if he tries to touch her. He waited far too long for this.

Time stretches out and snaps back like a band in the closed room, closed doors and closed windows with the blinds drawn so no one would ever know. He doesn't want to formulate a plan just yet. Oh, they'll need one for sure, because he doesn't understand, and he knows she doesn't understand, so how the hell could anyone else?

"I've never wanted anyone or anything more in the world", he told her. "You fit like no one I've ever known.

He had waited far too long for this, that was the only thing about which he was sure.

~~~~

Time may fly
And dreams may die,
The shaking voice that tells him go
Still thinks he might
He knows he won't


They're down the rabbit hole, and that is the only thing about which they are sure.

(cross yr heart)

new person. [26 Jun 2006|06:50pm]

metastatic_you
approximately 3am
drive home
singing every song to the window
as though it were 12 hours ago
and you were there to listen

yesterday wasn't really what I wanted

(cross yr heart)

[24 Jun 2006|07:19pm]
manatee_lovely
i was going to see a boy, who constantly needs to remind me that hes a man. a few years into it but i still call him my boy.

love if i would do anything illegal, it would be you.


but theres something too many years too late about it. like he really is the little boy, although i am the one who has five more months to wait, & he can spend all the time he wants in any bar or club in this dirty town. but i still feel like doing something wrong.

(cross yr heart)

[02 Apr 2006|09:22pm]

emeraldeyez45
[ mood | creative ]

hi, im new..Collapse )

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I'm just a newbie. [26 Feb 2005|11:48am]
skyelolo
[ mood | creative ]

Lock me in your heart and throw away the key
Show me love the way it's supposed to be. <3

.................

I just want things to be back to wonderful again--
though they are becoming better each and every day.

(cross yr heart)

[17 Jan 2005|03:33pm]
goodnight
The minds of the many are the minds of the few
mindless balls of hair and notes and vision sit
silently staring
silently screaming. "Let me be, let me go"
"prove my worth"




by me.

(cross yr heart)

Wishes Inc. [23 Sep 2004|12:15pm]

eggsnail
Are you a dreamer? Then come join us at Wishes Inc.

Wishes Inc. is a community for the young and fanciful at heart. A place where dreamers of all types, ages, and auras can gather together to share their poetry, short stories, art, thoughts, dreams, wishes, musings, etc. They can also post works of other authors and poets and artists.

Come join us at wishes_inc and be a part of the dreaming community.

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[09 Aug 2004|07:52pm]

theonlyspree
There were days when I thought I had lost you
Days when the world turned its back on me
I dreamed one day there would be something I could do
But there was honestly nothing left for me

You were happy and with your decision I was fine
I cried for days on end but never showed you
I still wished that, one-day once again; you would be mine
Would that wish ever really come true?

I found a way back into your heart
Only to hurt another in you life
I wish there would be a way for us to be together and yet still apart
Not to cause any trouble in your life

There are some things that just don’t happen twice
Like the love we once had for each other
But now we could possibly grow a new love
One that has never been had before

Just give it time
We’ll see what happens
This love is mine
And I wont let it ever go

~~~~~~~~~

Am I the One?

Could you love me?
Do you love me?
How is it so,
That when I hear those words
'I love you'
My heart flutters with excitement
And my heart flutters with fear.
Fear of being hurt again.
Every time I hear what she says,
she always tells me something of what you have said to her.
Its ironic the words you use.
Exactly the same,
every word you ever said to me,
just said in a different way.
How can I believe when you say
'You've always been the one'
If it’s true why is she still there?
Tell me,
Am I really the one?
Have I always been the one?
I’m going to wait around,
with out feelings attached this time.
For if you happen to run off with someone again,
I wont be hurt.
All because I held back.
Please God; don’t let him hurt me again...


Tell me what you think. I know I cannot write at all...

(cross yr heart)

My first reall poetry post [16 Mar 2004|10:54pm]

easter_nabi
[ mood | hopeful ]

I'm not really sure if this is good, but I guess this community needs something to start up again, right?

Untitled2

On a scorched plane of long left rivets and gorges.
Parched, lips cracked,
eyes shut,
with the agony of purgatory.
I mumbled and cried,
my blood evaporationg through my veins,
some montrous fuel,
monstrous price to pay.

How long I lay body bent,
prostrated before some heathen-like God,
I know not.
Some proud facade of man in it's final days.
Now I lay,
woman laying,
before his etched memory,
weeping for the life,
As slowly surely my blood ,
evaporates and solidifies,
covering me in my own life;
yet I wait watching before the figure
that once held my hand.

How infidelity,
has been so statusque.
how love,
may solidify so that it sits,
this lump in my throat.
And like some unknown button,
I am tossed into a junk drawer,
turning to dust in the annals of god.

(cross yr heart)

NaNoEdMo - New Comm. [03 Feb 2004|10:47am]
queenelizab3th

Its time to pull out the pen and look for all the flaws made while trying to pump out the 1,667 word a day minimum in November. NaNoEdMo, inspired by NaNoWriMo gives participants a chance to tackle their novel once again, this time trying to edit it in 31 days. The goal – 50 hours of total editing time working on your masterpiece in the month of March. Definatly workable, plus you have all of us crazies right beside you!

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Spiraling Down [19 Aug 2003|09:42pm]

warrick
[ mood | sad ]

If dawn means the day is upon us, I say forever I will hide in the shadows.
And if maturity means I am condemned to the cold, I will forever burn bright in childishness.
If they tell me to settle for one who is less than ideal, I will always, always be alone.
And if the tide brings in a trend of apathy, I will drown in my passion before is it taken away.
And finally, if being warm, happy, content, and well-adjusted means selling myself to become what they say I should be, I will scream in the pain and agony of my abnormality for all eternity

(cross yr heart)

[12 May 2003|09:20pm]

cloversedai
[ mood | worried ]

This is the first community I've joined, though I've been at livejournal for well over a year. I'm hoping to make a few friends, and I really liked the look of this place... ^_^

Here's a poem I wrote yesterday:

swinging bridge, swaying trees, singing river
lonely girl with her hands tied down
speaking sadness to the tumbling leaves
whispering, "this, this is how we drown"

eyes too old for a child's face
longing for a reason
any justification would do
in this decaying season

untied wind-swept black-red hair
spiraling 'gainst the brackish coal
of a sky made for another's dream
and another's gentler soul

careful steps, nimble toes
words measured and meticulous
"i fear no hell, no purgatory
but continuation of emptiness"

(cross yr heart)

this place is for creativity, right? [12 May 2003|09:02pm]
goodnight
Well i MADE a quiz...lol fear me.

karla
Ah, you are the maker of this quiz; Karla. So
you're a little lonely and depressed, who cares
right? Everyone likes you because you're the
unconventional, paranoid psycho that you are.
One day you'll find the nice waify boy of your
dreams, dont be so glum crack-head!


Which One of Karla's Friends Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

(cross yr heart)

Awesome WW1 Poem. [17 Apr 2003|07:22pm]
goodnight
Aftermath

Have you forgotten yet?...
For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
Like traffic checked a while at the crossing of city ways:
And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow
Like clouds in the lit heavens of life; and you're a man reprieved to go,
Taking your peaceful share of Time, with joy to spare.
But the past is just the same—and War's a bloody game...
Have you forgotten yet?...
Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you'll never forget.

Do you remember the dark months you held the sector at Mametz—
The nights you watched and wired and dug and piled sandbags on parapets?
Do you remember the rats; and the stench
Of corpses rotting in front of the front-line trench—
And dawn coming, dirty-white, and chill with a hopeless rain?
Do you ever stop and ask, 'Is it all going to happen again?'

Do you remember that hour of din before the attack—
And the anger, the blind compassion that seized and shook you then
As you peered at the doomed and haggard faces of your men?
Do you remember the stretcher-cases lurching back
With dying eyes and lolling heads—those ashen-gray
Masks of the lads who once were keen and kind and gay?

Have you forgotten yet?...
Look up, and swear by the slain of the war that you'll never forget!

-Siegfried Sassoon

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i wrote this a while ago... [06 Apr 2003|02:07pm]
goodnight
A Straight Girl's Lament

My other half's a lesbian
She sleeps with all the girls
She messes around and dont clean up
She's a coctail dress without any pearls
She has short hair
She loves to read
Smarter than the smartest boys
she dreams of ms. lake and marilyn
It's the men who often hurt me
She knows she doesnt need
Shes confident
And radiant
She doesnt care that her hair isnt clean
She smokes, she drinks, she pierces herself
She's everything i almost am
and sometimes even need
She kicks some ass
And takes some names
She's my lesbian prom queen.



what do you think? helpful critism welcomed...

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i wrote this for my boyfriend who i broke up with on wednesday not only did he break me but he broke [03 Feb 2003|09:23pm]

burning_candle1
please dont make me cry
im not what they say
im not along for the ride
i feel i love you
i really do
and literally god is making my dreams come true
so many people like you
i guess you know
i dont want to lose you
im not keeping you for show

please dont make me cry
my heart has been just once broken
and that was by harsh words aspoken
i dont know what you feel for me
i do not say much
but thats not done intentionally
around people i act like a freak
i try but i cant help it
i choose not to speak

please dont make me cry
i love to stare into your eyes
filled with wonder
i like the way my life is no more a blunder
i never did i believe
as much as i do now
never had i seen
all that can be

please dont make me cry
i shouldent have to beg
this is just a reminder
i do trust you
cant say i know you well enough yet
cant say i hate you
that i would regret

please dont make me cry
you would be the tear in my eye
that would roll down my cheek
and into the silence as i would weep

please dont make me cry
please say they are not right
they fill my mind with doubt and wonder
they remind me of your past
say you cant be trusted
say it wont last

please dont make me cry for you
cause that would be the end of me

(cross yr heart)

i wrote this for my boyfriend who i broke up with on wednesday not only did he break me but he broke [03 Feb 2003|09:22pm]

burning_candle1
please dont make me cry
im not what they say
im not along for the ride
i feel i love you
i really do
and literally god is making my dreams come true
so many people like you
i guess you know
i dont want to lose you
im not keeping you for show

please dont make me cry
my heart has been just once broken
and that was by harsh words aspoken
i dont know what you feel for me
i do not say much
but thats not done intentionally
around people i act like a freak
i try but i cant help it
i choose not to speak

please dont make me cry
i love to stare into your eyes
filled with wonder
i like the way my life is no more a blunder
i never did i believe
as much as i do now
never had i seen
all that can be

please dont make me cry
i shouldent have to beg
this is just a reminder
i do trust you
cant say i know you well enough yet
cant say i hate you
that i would regret

please dont make me cry
you would be the tear in my eye
that would roll down my cheek
and into the silence as i would weep

please dont make me cry
please say they are not right
they fill my mind with doubt and wonder
they remind me of your past
say you cant be trusted
say it wont last

please dont make me cry for you
cause that would be the end of me

(cross yr heart)

new Song [04 Dec 2002|04:22pm]

defelement311
[ mood | awake ]

"Walk Away"
Lay down,
Let the back of your head hit the ground,
You could say you're sorry,
You could say you care,
Too late cause in my mind you were never there......

And when I'm gone,
You say your sweet little things,
Such a good kid,
It just wasn't his time to leave....

If you fall,
Letting your head hit the ground,
I'll be there sooner than the rest,
Cause you fall the same as I do,
But I might just yell to rest of the world....look at what I found....

If you wonder if I'm gone,
Don't bother with your sweet words,
Such a nice kid,
My time came sooner than the rest,

And if you stretch your arms out long,
You might see me falling,
Don't you catch me,
It's not my time,
It's not my time because inside I'm going crazy,
I'm losing it all in my mind....

And don't resist,
To let the tears hit your face,
When my time comes....

Do you see me?,
Am I drowning?,
Do you hear me?,
Am I screaming?,
Do I sound confused?,

And if you see me walk away,
I'm gone,
Don't let your words come out wrong,
You'll never get another chance,
For such a nice kid.....Such a nice kid

If I'm screaming loud enough,
I just want you to know,
You were worth it.
-Chris D-12.3.02

(cross yr heart)

new [29 Nov 2002|01:13pm]

defelement311
[ mood | amused ]

What would I say if the time came,
One word on the tip of my tongue,
Quenching my eyes with the way you look right now,
If my hands were to paint a picture on canvas for you,
I think it might take me forever to capture how you look at a moment's notice,
And all it is,
One word that I can't let slip for anyone but you.

If i took my palms,
covered my eyes,
would you remember anything about me,
I'm fading like the colors of your portrait,
If i disappeared like a simple magic trick,
would you laugh like that of a child or find me with the concerns of your heart,
My feet can only take me so far through my dreams to find someone like you,
One word can be said right now,
I can't let it slip,
I hope to God that you don't move from my sight right now,
My lips that touched you before and hope to find their way back find it hard to say that one word.

I find myself so anxious and barely breathing when we come so close,
I hope that you ask me a question with an answer that only someone like me knows, and with one word I hope to steal your heart,
Maybe my voice will escape me and my breathing will fail altogether but I've been down this road with you before,
These are the days I'm glad you're around for someone so tired like myself,
I could sit back and remember it all for hours,
but one word could say it all,
when forever seemed so close to touch,
when I love you was said and it meant so much,
It still amazes and it confuses me though,
How we could have passed on in life if I never worked up the courage to say one word,
So hard for me to say hello.
-Chris D 11.28.02-

(cross yr heart)

Two New [27 Nov 2002|01:49pm]

defelement311
[ mood | awake ]

"Orange Night"
Lights off and laying in bed,
Staring at the frosted window into an orange night,
These covers that hide my loneliness fall to the floor,
Watching the street lights shadow the free falling snow,
I wasn't supposed to end up this way.

The shadows on the wall,
They come alive on an orange night,
Dancing through my head,
Leaving me tired but my eyes don't close,
I wouldn't feel the same if you said you'd stay.

So here we are on this white morning,
The sounds of holidays ringing with the sounds of a new year,
Another chance for a fresh start that will end just the same,
So far I fail to understand everything,
I wouldn't want the answers if I was living in yesterday.

Dreaming of content on an uneventful afternoon,
Nothing to say with the clear streets and covered grass,
To give ourselves away to the loneliness of orange night,
I can't believe we pray for the thanksgivings that we take for granted,
So for you I couldn't understand your wishes and that's why we stay away.

So here I am again,
The same shadows that dance on the lit wall,
My head in my hands to find meaning in the orange night,
These holidays that leave such joy and bitterness to rest of the world sleeping,
My arms gave way under pressure and that's why I couldn't pray.
-Chris D 11/27/02-





"Winter Night"
The lazy trees of Winter have lost their life,
Away with the leaves that brought everything together,
A cold breath that escapes her lips,
Playfully dancing in the clash of a small whirlwind,
Leaving the emotion that makes everything painful behind,
She turns her eyes towards those same friends in the sky,
Those ones that never turn shame to tears,
Alone she's my brightest star in the sky,
Never changing,
Nor ever straying from me,
A gloved hand that pulls back her glowing hair,
The moonlight that covers us,
An ocean that we never find ourselves drowning,
That same breathe that sang from her only sigh,
Answers that never came to questions that didn't matter,
Here we were on the same place as the last,
Forgiving the time that kept us from each other,
Missing nothing but each other,
Lost in everything around that makes not a sound,
This Winter night that keeps us still within our hold,
Providing the warmth from our hearts to keep awake,
This same season that was marked so miserable before,
So lonely and unwarranting,
I keep my faith alive for everything possible in her eyes,
To keep me sane and on my feet,
Without my head in those clouds that no longer crawl home,
I stay here,
Forever..
-Chris D 11/23/2002

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