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posted by manjusang
I saw U passed Me,,,,with ur girl..
I never have an eyes on U
never thought that we'll meet one day..
as time brought u to my side


Now,,,
something change
We've been cheat them
we now it was wrong
either we can't stop...
just keep walk on it
Then be quite


KISS me,my Forbidden
say to me that it is not fiction
prove to me that it's not a runaway feeling

Im Here...
u're here
not with HIm,,,or Her...

I Know It Is wrong
U know It is Sin,,

But either Csn't Stop..
How desires Flows..
How KISS flies among Us,,
and We keep walked,,,then Be quite,Boy
posted by manjusang
One Tag wouldn't shows the future,,,
one KISS doesn't prove the real

it doesn't shows in a second...
and rounded here,,,with all the things we've argue

and now I realized that
The Arms are the same
The one which Hugs ur herz into the warmth,,
the same which Pulled u down with pain...
u'll never understand when,,,or how it happened..

But I now it is real..
u keep me high while I try to Liebe ur Blind sides

But then U throw me falling away to reality,,,
pain,,,,hurts,,,,damn night...tears..are here....

I Can Do Nothing,,,
KISS that takes me to the sky,,,
has the same to give me enormous words filled with hate

how u call it??
hate?
Faith??????
either do we understands...
this is starting over
posted by irena83
They say that
pure Liebe never fades.

They say that
fighting for your aims
brings accomplishment.

They say that
time heals everything.

They say...

Liebe is an illusion,
imagination blurs
your mind.
Reality is as sad as
your heart.

But
they say...

Everything is passing,
but the Frage still
remains.
Loneliness lives inside.
Hope is still alive.

Du fall today
but Du rise up tomorrow.
Du fight.
Du want.
Du dream.
Du are...

Filled Von hope
and willing to
live for your dreams,
Du may win
but
Du may lose.

Failure is always
minatory,
Du don't want
your dreams to be buried.

Precious dreams
still live in you,
but your will now
is weak.

But
they say that
hope never dies.
They say that
Liebe still shines.
posted by manjusang
It is quite a sin
when u look into his eyes...
U'll never guess what goes there
Oh Mine.....

even smile covered ur face,,,,but treasure still hide,,,and secret filling in ur brain

Forget those forbidden Kiss,dear...
he's Not yours...
when u think about how to make it urs..
u'll falling into a mess way

how can it happened?
Oh God,,,I can't throw myself into this Sin,,,
I can betrayed Him,,,
Please Forgive me,,,I miss who forbidden to say

Impossible dream,,,


when u see he's coming over u and realized that eyes glancing on ur mind
dancing as fate could be a real things to u
posted by gublerlover1
looking up into the clear blue sky
i lay in the wet gras, grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others

things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how

how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed

so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not Bewegen on the find the cure
posted by gublerlover1
Du come
and Du go
leaving only
fear in your
path

the fear
in a small
child's eyes
a fear that
tells that
very child
that the
monsters of
their dreams
do exist
in the shadows

lurking and
waiting for
a chance
a chance to
let people
see the thing
they fear the most

your a dark
shadow moving
in the night
only seen by
the pale silver
moonlight
leaving only
terrified eyes
and enormous
fear behind
in your
cold
dead
path






everyone has their monsters that lurk and wait to find them. some run some dont but no matter wat they always spark a fear of the truth.
posted by wolfgirl985
I eat
I sleep
I weep
I write
Im not alright.

This is who I am now..

As I put on mascara,
Clothes,
And fix my hair,
I tend to cut my arm to rid the pain.
I do it when comes to rain.

This is who I am now..

I avoid people when they talk to me,
Or look at me to take a look-see.
I pretend to read,
But sometihings not really right.
Its me.
Im dead and gone,
Replaced Von a different person.

This is who I am now...

I hide my cuts,
I hide my scars.
I have my hair in my face most of the time
To hide from the world.
I cry
With a sigh,
Why?

This is who I am now...

I try to make things better,
But things still shatter,
Like my heart....
continue reading...
posted by moodystuff449
My name is Sammi
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the Tag long.

When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself...
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I remember her.
She used to be surrounded Von all her friends.
She even had the bestest things in the world.
I wonder what ever happened to her...

A long time ago,
About a Jahr oder so,
She had always been the type to Mitmachen any club just to see her friends.
She would always take her Friends everywhere with her.
She was that happy with them.

I remember when she used to wear the type of clothes that had the color rosa and other colors.
Now, all she wears is depressing colors.
Before she used to have her hair in ponytail,
Now, she has her hair all up her face,
As if, she trying to hide from the world.
I also remember...
continue reading...
posted by irena83
Sometimes
you just want
to have fun,
to forget about
all those
bad memories that
remain
in your mind
persistently.


Sometimes
you get drunk,
just to make
everything
go away,
just to
forget
for a moment,
just for a moment...

But it stays,
it remains,
it always
comes back.


Sometimes
you're truly
in love,
so pensive
and in clouds.
You dream at night,
you dream at day,
you just cannot think
rationally.


Sometimes
you think that
everything is
going to be
better,
but one Mehr
disappointment
is waiting
latently.


Sometimes
you regret
for what Du
have done,
sometimes
you cannot sleep
at night.
The blame eats you,
you go aback to
all...
continue reading...
posted by HouseMindFreak
(Don't know where this poem came from in my mind...just came to me while listening to The Doors..)



Strange

Is everything strange?
When Du are alone, broken and tired
Your feeling of craziness has grown

Hearing voices that weren't there before
They're coming from the walls and even the floor

Telling Du to enter your brain, come see what's been hiding...

A world where everything is inside out...
Birds flying in the ocean...
fisch swimming in the sky...
Hunde barking but they make no sound...
The trees grow with their roots to the heavens...
And the people are a faceless crowd...

What is this world Du have found?
Are Du the only one normal in this world of chaos?

oder are Du the strange one?
posted by Vixie79
Would Du have considered me a renegade
If Du knew how I felt?

Would Du have considered a freak?

Would Du have tied me up
If I fought back?

Would Du have nailed me to the wall?

Would Du have kicked me to the floor?
If Du wanted me.

Would I have cried
If Du held me in your arms?

Would I have ran away from you?

Would I have turned down the sick offers
If Du were weak for a change?

Would I have grown up a killer?

Would I have remained this way
If Du were gone?

Would I have still loved you?
Examination of Conscience at Midnight

The clock striking midnight
Ironically invites us
To call to mind what use we made
Of the Tag that is fleeing:
— Today, a fateful date,
Friday the thirteenth we have
In spite of everything we know
Lived the life of a heretic;

We have blasphemed Jesus,
The one God one cannot deny!
Like a parasite at the table
Of some monstrous Croesus,
We have, to please the brute,
Worthy vassal of the Demons,
Hurled insults at that which we love
And flattered what repulses us.

Servile hangman, we have saddened
The weak man, wrongfully despised,
Saluted enormous Folly,
Folly with the brow...
continue reading...
posted by saracomet
Our teacher's multi-talented.
He plays gitarre and sings.
He paints impressive pictures
and can juggle twenty rings.

He dances like an expert,
he can mambo, tap and waltz.
He's also quite a gymnast,
doing airborne somersaults.

He's something of a swimmer.
He's a champion at chess.
It's difficult to find a skill
that he does not possess.

He speaks a dozen languages.
He's great at racing cars.
He's masterful at fighting bulls,
and studying the stars.

He's good at climbing mountains.
He can wrestle with a bear.
The only thing we wish he'd learn
is how to comb his hair.
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