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Winter's Embrace.It was late in winter evening, While Dirty Autumn danced on ice. Beneath her weight it cracked and split, As she strove toward new heights.Winter's Embrace.
Falling up and standing down, Dizzy, she still spun. Refusing to give up, give in, Until her night was won.
“Embrace me now, O tender peace!” She cried into still breeze. “Take me at once and make it end, Do with me what you please.”
"Take me, I beg, just make it stop!" She hollered while weeping, slow. Her tears froze upon pale lashes, And drifted away like snow.
Onto the ice, her P
by ~blackmarker-poetry
Couldn't.Laying here Struggling to sleep Thinking of me (And him) And all the things we had… Or didn’t have… (You didn’t have anything) But we could have If we tried (You don’t even know him) But I could Give me time (You don’t deserve time) He thinks I do (He’s lying) He thinks I’m pretty (He’s lying) He’s worth it (You don’t deserve him) Maybe not But I could If I tried (No you can’t) I could If I’m strong (But you are weak) He gives me strength (You’re fooling yourself) Maybe not &nbCouldn't.
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Dear Heart.Dear heart, Tell me your secrets. Why do you keep beating? How do you do it? How do you endure Bump after bump, Cut after cut, Bruise after bruise… And still keep beating? How can you stand So much hurt, So many scars, So many stitches… And yet, You keep steadily beating, Soft and slow. How can you stay strong Even after you’ve been Ripped! Pulled. Wrenched from your safe home, Within my chest. How? How? After all this time, I’m not sure I can take any more. Yet you still beat. Why?Dear Heart.
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Desolate Bliss.Hearts float; Like butterflies, Soft and gentle, Upon the breeze. Skipping, Among the stars, Swirling, Within the constellations; Sipping up the Milky Way... Drink... Drank… Drunk… Whirling, Spinning. Dizzy. So dizzy. Beating fast. Terribly fast. Too fast. Can’t catch up, Falling behind. It’s gone. I’m empty. Left hollow, Watching, As my heart… Floats… Away. Like a butterfly. Whispering; Tender kisses, Crooked smiles. Leaving me, Alone, In deDesolate Bliss.
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but u gotta chill in life
a few yrs back i would have agreed with all ur thoughts ..but not as much n e more...time will heal ..or make u stronger..
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"don't try to fix me im not broken" - evanescence
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Nothing is sacred, when no one is saved.
Nothing's forever, so count your days.
Nothing is final, and no one is real.
Pray for tomorrow...
And find you're empty, still.
I'm sorry I spammed your message centre!
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*blackmarker; that's me.
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Nothing is sacred, when no one is saved.
Nothing's forever, so count your days.
Nothing is final, and no one is real.
Pray for tomorrow...
And find you're empty, still.
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hi....my names elise...*hi elise*..and i've been taking pictures for about 5 years...*gasp* and i don't plan on quitting because its really addicting...*silence*...
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Do NOT click!~~> [link] <~~Do NOT click!
I'm a big champ, No Really!!!
I used to go skinny dipping...Now I go chunky dunking
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Nothing is sacred, when no one is saved.
Nothing's forever, so count your days.
Nothing is final, and no one is real.
Pray for tomorrow...
And find you're empty, still.
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.life's a bitch and so am i. the world owes me so fuck you.
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Nothing is sacred, when no one is saved.
Nothing's forever, so count your days.
Nothing is final, and no one is real.
Pray for tomorrow...
And find you're empty, still.
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