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POE See the little man in the sweater there,POE by ~isaax
smiling bright with his dark brown hair,
something is wrong in his eyes,
something that everyone seems to despise,
the writers ink flows from his hands,
bleeding such words,
that no one understands,
The typical poet,
that everyone teases,
trying everything he can but never appeases,
the careful few who he does console,
leave with pain and burden,
upon their souls,
writing of such pain so relevant to others,
yet unable to experience ,
because it smothers ,
He doesn't see the light,
nor does he fear it,
in the nocturne is where he sees fit,
his breath grows shallow,
and
Hello Hello just wanted to say hi,Hello by ~isaax
forgotten memories passing by,
a simple ghost lingering in your past,
with thoughts of randomness rushing so fast,
eyes wide shut with out a trace,
only to remember part of a face,
a simple hello is all you need,
and I give it too you with heed,
for no hate befalls you anymore,
the fact is done and there are closed doors,
yet hate still may befall me in time,
yet all I wish is to say hi,
yet still would like to know how you are,
and that we both be happier thus far,
so thus a hello to greet your day,
not one to hurt or make you shy away,
Hello to you and I hope your safe,
fro
Lock the Door A simple lock upon the door,Lock the Door by ~isaax
For it will never be seen anymore,
the black of an eternal knife.
Your mistake,
his life.
Why lock the door?
you say in a scoff,
never knowing that his life would be snuffed.
Arriving at the door,
you find it open,
your hearts stops.
you shudder to the core.
Walking in your home,
you find it silent,
and your mind starts to roam.
The smell of blood is in the air,
the scent of death in your hair.
As you walk into his room,
you see him dead,
not a move.
Fear sets in and you cry some more.
A note upon his chest,
You should have locked the door.
goodbye ashes_ by ~lithp
Harlequin Teacher's pet,Harlequin by ~Prosaic-Scriptor
they call you,
simpering, sick and
whiny.
I wish I could say the same;
seeing who you are just makes it worse:
nice girl,
kind girl,
loved.
Student of the month,
teenager of the year.
Your essays read aloud in class,
your name voiced aloud
with hushed awe.
Maybe yesterday I'd be
green with envy,
jets of hatred spouting from
my back.
But today, I've
decided I'll take the hard
route:
I'll just show them I'm
the best.
Sta.sh
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I gave up coffee, chocolate, and sex. It was the worst 10 minutes of my life.
Anyways, the song "Rosenrot" is about a girl named Rose Red, who gets whatever she wants. She sends a suitor to the top of a tall mountain to bring her back a rose, but the suitor slips, and falls to his death.
In the video, a group of assorted holy men (who've been traveling a bunch) come across a small town where there's a feast, and one of the holy men sees and falls in love with this pretty girl (allegedly Rose Red). The other holy men see what's happening and try to pray for him, but she seduces him and convinces him to do some murdering for her. Except, once the murdering is said and done, she betrays him to the villagers and he's burnt at the stake.
XD Sorry for spamming you so much, hope you don't mind!!
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Serial killers are people, too / If you take away the voices I'm just like you
-Jayce.
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Book Shreds - A Blog
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Book Shreds - A Blog