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Fledgling Post Monkey
![]() Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: England
Age: 21
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To reach and cry for mortality,
To reach and cry for more, To touch the skin that surrounded me, To touch what once had near me, Alive, open alarmed, I feel the air so clear, Independance, fear, a family What wish can I require To want the hunger gone, To remember the damage within me, To breath in from another one, To take your breath and make it mine Hiding, crying, abandoned Nothing left to see, No fear, just pain and loss A death written before me |
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Member
Join Date: Jul 2005
Age: 20
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Why are you crying?
Do you think you're all alone? You saw me dying So now am I already gone? This world seems so huge When you're looking at it from here Now I see it's true The universe is infinite With these new eyes I can see everything In a new light I turned back time I'm a newborn again To make you mine What will I do with you, What will you do with me Whenever you realize This, your girl, is still me? Will I ever forget All what happened before? We better take the chance and not ask anymore. |
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Senior Member
Join Date: Nov 2005
Location: Away from EvBoard for a while... I'll be back at some point *wink*
Age: 23
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Birth of a Sleeping Soul
I knew nothing Except a world so cruel, strange, and unforgiving I’d seen nothing My life a black hole, a vague and interminable monotony I felt nothing Numb even to myself, to self-inflicted pain And then you In your careful embrace, I became real Eyes blinked open To behold a radiant face and a generous smile Words of comfort And joy tickled my ears as a tear Wriggled down my delicate cheek Now, with clear vision I watch the world in all its evil and grace With a winged spirit I throw caution to the wind, your arms lifting mine With a healthy heart I wince with pain and melt with passion And I kneel with gratitude For you awakened my ever-sleeping soul And bestowed on me My second chance © S.E.L. 5/6/2006 |
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Junior Member
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: ???
Age: 25
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Restoration \ Regeneration:
Teardrops forming; Teardrops falling; Teardrops are, The essence of this life now. Naked and oblivious, I find myself pulled into another world. And shrieking out a thousand words, In a thousand unformed languages. Pleasure and pain; Rhyme and reason… Was there ever sufficient reason? Attempting to crawl; Attempting to stand, And learning to fall. Fearlessly, I step into my new world. Step by step, Unsteady feet bring me closer to my end. … Or perhaps it is only the beginning. *** A new beginning. Rising from the darkness of my past. Understanding; Re-experiencing my life. I’ll breathe it in, Then shout it out. Immerse myself; Forget my doubt… Perhaps this time I’ll walk. I‘ll form new words, And learn to talk. Because pain as well, Is fleeting. Wounds and lesions heal. I’ll dress my old incisions, And stop this incessant bleeding. Attuned to the steady rhythm, Of my ever racing heart. This is not the end, this time… It cannot be. Not when such a small and softly glowing light, Shines into the depths of the shadows, so bright. *** Perception holds no sway; Misconceptions washed away; Teardrops aren‘t the only, Essence of this life, now. Naked but oblivious, I find myself pulled into another world. And shrieking out a thousand words, In a thousand unformed languages. Pleasure and pain; Rhyme and reason… For every rhyme there is a reason. Attempting to crawl; Attempting to stand, And learning to fall. Fearlessly, I step into my new world. Step by step, Unsteady feet bring me closer to my end. … Or perhaps it is only the beginning. |
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Brings the LaLaLA Loving
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Age: 24
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Perforated
Deep inside my mind,
there lies a buried secret. - I've spent too much time protecting what only serves to eat away my insides - ...But it's been too long to remember where I've placed it. Deep inside my heart, I've learned to pray (to prey) upon the wondrous hope created - thought, conceived and borne by a dream of desperation. (But it's your hands that hold back the undoing of which will never let me flourish) If you'd never collided (accidentally) with my maimed reflection, invisible on the surface of which yours shines right through... ...then I might never have escaped into the slowly- rising sun, perforating the heart of darkness that resides inside, within. |
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n00blet
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: I live in a stuck up rich town called Huron in Northern Ohio.
Age: 16
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Birth
she was going to take her life
She never wanted it this way the burden was to strong it caused her great pain she wished this would just end and then... she awoke in the hospital room with monitors all around her she didn't know what was going on she was too drugged to know anything she hated not knowing then the doctor came in holding a baby he said would you like to see your daughter? what daughter? your daughter. then she remembered all of the pain of the rape and the agony. she knew this was an unwanted child. she thought about it and said, "that is the child of satan, and he is mine!" she was going crazy after that birth. all of the staff was watching, thinking why? she knew why. it was the child, her child, and she hated its every bone. she was going to raise it though. then teach it of its sins. "that birth, mad the b**ch it made it, so it could take it", she cried she was going to die. that baby, in her eyes had a demon face. she wasn't crazy, that baby was evil. it was evil in the womb. it was unleashed with birth. |
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Junior Member
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Brea, Ca
Age: 21
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A dot of red on white
She comes to realize
she has no hope all the horrible things he saved her from will stay with her He's only one good thing of a life of many things gone wrong she doesn’t see herself in white but black, the one she’ll wear after her death As she makes her decision to cut with the razors edge with her wedding dress on a dot of red on white starts the end of her life her cries like a little girls fright she tries to stop it she only regrets when its too late with dots of red on white becomes the end of her life Last edited by Black&Red : 05-20-2006 at 04:20 PM. |
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Apocalypse Please
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Age: 22
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Sea of Red Distance strikes the vigilant eye, as thunderous streams escape their cycle. Release, freedom, imagination removes the iron bars, and i'm free to bleed the colors i wish. A dot of red on white, the sinner, soon realises that the path is his. Lock away the brutality of imagination, as truth was mourned one hundred yesterdays ago. I shall be here, resisting their thoughts of black and white, focused, ever so skillfully on a sea of red upon the pale skin of night. |
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Junior Member
![]() Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: the peanut gallery
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Spindle-pricked
Oh, princess, don’t let your spindle-pricked fingertip bleed a single drop of red on white cardboard hearts and polygon clubs – four by four to fifty-two, they're marching through the decks of your life, the depths of your lies; your shredded disguise and it’s heresy, this fantasy, your dreams are myths and fallacies you’re diamond-tipped and neon dipped- acid tripped and paper-lipped; you’re fucked up, bitch, and it’s all lies; mascara can’t hide bloodshot eyes – you’re dying. Withdrawn and perspiring on the putrid floor, it’s quiet; no one misses a whore. She could have been sleeping but her eyes were wide open – oh, princess, do you see what your life has become?
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