You know... I think that your best asset with the poetry/songwriting is that you know how to tell a story and put it into verse. I liked the idea of memory... very interesting and thoughtful. The key to making something like this good... especially if you're writing in prose... is to be able to have your words say something, and it can't be too complicated that the reader can't pick it up, and only you understand it.

You've done a really good job in getting across the messages... keep posting more!

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What if we all died?
I know, I know.
So morbid.
But seriously.
What if we ALL died?

There'd be no one to remember, no one to mourn.
Hm, that'd be interesting, actually.
What if only one person was left alive?
What would happen then?
Would he or she survive?
Or would he or she die?
That person would be our last link to Humans.

Ever think about that?

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(NOTE: You can thank Ms. Laurie Halse Anderson, author of Speak, for this idea.)

"That was wonderful."
"Yeah, it was. I loved every moment of it."
"Me too. Be right back."
"K. Hurry back."
"...What are you doing with that?! Please! No..."
You hear a gunshot.
Then a scream.
Then another shot.
You've just checked into the Asylum Motel.

You hear the police sirens near.
Then some obscenities from the other room.
A door slams.
You then hear loud thuds coming from your door.
You get out of the stain ridden bed and back up.
The door opens, and you see the man, shirt with blood, and a gun in his hand.
He slams the door.

"Don't move!"
The gun is pointed towards your head.
"Please, man! What do you want from me?!", you yell hysterically.
"Where are your car keys?" he asks.
I take them out, and lift them up. He has an evil smirk.
"Good. We're going for a little joyride."

He proceeds to shove you into the passenger seat, and starts the car.
He manages to escape with his newly-found bounty -- you.

(To be continued.)

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Wow, I'm surprised I didn't repost this after the crash.

Memories Last

Memories last
Spirit don't fade,
She was the one.

Devistating loss,
The shock sinking in,
He was the victim.

Dreams of forever,
Love's embracing,
They were destined.

But the pain appears
Both hurt
Why must the good suffer the bad?

The damage is too great to bear
The tears don't stop
His loss is great.

It didn't stop swerving
She was broken
But she was mostly healed

They tried to heal the rest
But they gave her false hope
They hoped for the best

They say she'll live
They know nothing
The truth is fake.

Rest In Peace, Beloved Megan Emily Candell
May 10, 1989 ~ March 9, 2005

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Where were you?
Were you out getting drunk like I was?
Were you as naive as I was
Or did you know better?

Stop acting like the Fool
For I've already taken that spot.
Let me be the one you poke and stare at.
Let me be the one you ridicule.

How are you going to react?
Do you have any ounce of guilt?
No, you shouldn't.
It was my fault.
I was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

(Note: This one was based off of Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson.)

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Thanks to XxMyImmortalxX new Colorizing thread (thanks much), I made my first colorized picture.
Mind you, the lips are kind of weird, but I tried.


Criticism? Comments?

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Selfish Act

You think you're stable
But the truth is that you're not
There's no restraints with you
You're controlling a bomb

Your vision's blurred
You didn't see the headlights in front of you
Swerving is now the way to go
And your demise is here

[chorus]
It's time to pick up all the pieces
Their lives are now so broken
You can blame yourself
Because you did a selfish act

They hear the knock on the door
They see the sirens outside
They know what's gonna happen
And their lives are now cracked open

Chorus

It's too late to say "I'm sorry"
You've made your last & fatal mistake

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hey, I like the colourized pictures that you did,I like the eyes especially! I also thought your last writing was really good, great job!

Alana

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Lock the last open door,my ghosts are gaining on me...

Thanks. I'm kind of "ehh" about the colorized one, because of the lips. But it's OK.

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I've completely forgotten about this photo I took....it's definitely one of my favorites.

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hey oayis
i love your stuff, its really cool!
i esp. like "blinded"
keep posting

<3