it's been a long time.


KatrinaShe came and brought hell with her Drowning the city with her tears Atlantis re-incarnated No one expected so much And even after she's gone The tears still flow, submerging everyone's hearts even deeper, The broken levy So many hearts, chemically flooded So many tears filling the streets Loves, lives, lost in her rage And she swept us away with such awesomeness And it makes me sick This is just the beginning of the aftermath And we're still running to catch our breaths.Katrina
Reflections

SynesthesiaSometimes… I used to have an epiphany Where my eyelids turn inside out And I view the world with fresh eyes, Looking into the mirror and wondering: “What is that? It’s pale and gaunt and hollow, And it seems to be suffering. Not even a ‘thing’, And too imperfect to be a ‘one’ Corrupted, twisting Impure, disgusting A disgrace— A torture.”Synesthesia
And they said I was on a crash course with hell… Screaming.
…I couldn’t do it anymore. Remember those times? Yeah…those times. Those times were great… Too bad they never last.


Beautiful hellNatures beauty causing hell Nothing, not even a warning bell She blew past taking their hope Taking souls and leaving them to mope The lost of children and a once happy life She cut through them like a knife Fast and quick but leaving pain Blood on the ground forever stained In their homes they had sat alone The pain of loss, in their eyes had shown Even days after they sit and wait To finally hear their return date.Beautiful hell


unsent lettersDear unforgotten past,unsent letters
I've written a thousand letters Telling you things that I could never say... The anger, hurt, and sorrow That will never go away.
Never sent them though I thought you wouldn't care Just how much damage you did; The constant pain I couldn't share...
Sometimes I look at my wrists Just to see your face Retrace the scars with my fingertips, And relive the pain time can't earase...
The scars I have are from both of us I hurt on the inside and out. Im still not sure what hurts the most But at least I'm n
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Art is either plagiarism or revolution.
-Paul Gauguin
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~*Bridget*~
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You were right about the stars: each one is a setting sun.
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~*Bridget*~
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And it's lonely here without you
And I'm longing for your kiss,
lonely here without you.
But it's your love that I miss
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D_Dizzler
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if i stop myself before loving again, am i stopping myself from the greater pain as well..or only causing more of it?
member of ~Deviant-Underground, *Circleoffriends, ~invisible-inc, *The-Red-Envelope, and =PoetryPlease
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Much Love-
Me
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Real friends are the ones that sees your tears before they even fall from your eyes.
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