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posted by Cherry9090
I do not belong.
They do not see.
They can not feel the pain.
The pain of being alone.
Unloved.
I am dead to this hateful world.


All I ever wanted was love.
Happiness.
To have someone hold me.
Tell me they 爱情 me,
Someone I can trust.
Someone who will never let go.


All I see.
All I feel.
Is this hateful world.
Full of people who lie.
And use you.
They hate and most do not know why.
They think hurting people and the people they 爱情 makes them stronger.
It might.
But it hurts us real bad.

I do not belong here.
I am not apart of this world.
I do not feel what others feel.
I do not see what others see.


I am full of love....
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Source: S. Ritchie (montage)
posted by gublerlover1
i was only seven
you left to quickly
and im still in pain
i miss u
i miss ur voice
i miss those days
talking to u was always a good choice

u were always so full of life
full of 爱情 and happiness
warmth and safety
you were full of war and history
so many story's
i wish u were still here
i know that selfish
but it fills so empty
without u here

i still think of you
day and night
i still see ur face
hear your voice
inside my mind
and no matter what
i know that i will always 爱情 you
but i also know
that no matter what
when i think about that day
i know that the pain will never go away
until i am able to see 你 again

if...
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This is part of the poem from the movie "Tristan and isolde. My fav movie aswel :P
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posted by arcticflake
Slowly they creep up
They're hungry
Teir mom did it to their dad
That cold-blooded murderer

The baby black widows attack
slowly devouring their mom
They, too, became like her
Heaetless, an emotionless killer

An analogy to life
To humanity
Everyone MUST have revenge

Never letting things die
untill we die!


Why must we live like spiders
Devouring people when we're done with them?

Why must we be so uick to attack?
Why do we live life like this?

Because we're human,
But we still live like spiders

Killing, and dying and hating
When we should Live and 爱情 and Laugh

Is this really life?
The Core Of What It Means To Be A Writer 由 Adam Skelter via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by Spottedtail139
\\What makes us human?//

【War】

War is a sadistic
Laughing in the background
Laughing as we cry for mercy
We know it is futile 
But we beg

War is the scientist 
Experimenting with our very being
Driving some to madness
And others to the realm of Satan

War is the hell
That crushes our souls
To the breaking point
And takes sick pleasure in doing so

War is the broken spirit
That is cursed upon 由 all man-kind
To be forever hated
And forever a scourge in our world

~ Written 由 a Poet for the Wandering Souls
posted by mountainlion
How I Really Feel About You


I hate putting up with this act.

I can't stand it anymore.

I have to tell 你 how I really feel.

I don't know if 你 will like it

but here it goes:

I HATE you, I don't EVER want to see 你 again.

I hate that 你 think I will do anything for you

because 你 still think I like you.

I like someone new and I know that they

will treat me better than 你 ever did.

That is how I really feel about you, and I

knew that 你 wouldn't like it, but 你 know what

I DON'T CARE!
posted by Lovetreehill
On my school notebooks
On my 台, 办公桌 and on the trees
On the sands of snow
I write your name

On the pages I have read
On all the white pages
Stone, blood, paper 或者 ash
I write your name

On the 图片 of gold
On the weapons of the warriors
On the crown of the king
I write your name

On the jungle and the desert
On the nest and on the brier
On the echo of my childhood
I write your name

On all my scarves of blue
On the moist sunlit swamps
On the living lake of moonlight
I write your name

On the fields, on the horizon
On the birds’ wings
And on the mill of shadows
I write your name

On each whiff of daybreak
On the sea, on...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
Now now. Don't be offended. Don't take this seriouslly. If 你 don't like this poem just 移动 on. :) Enjoy.
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Stupid girls


I don’t understand you.

Why do 你 constantly check the mirror?

Why do 你 constantly flaunt your body?

Why do 你 constantly throw your future away?


I don’t understand you.

Stuffing your bra, smacking your lips, bending down

Is that appealing?

Stuffing, smacking, bending.

What a life.


你 live for attention. 你 live to view. 你 live to be viewed.


Now I know why the guys go for you.

You’re easy.

You’re trashy.

你 can be thrown away.


Sorry, if I don’t understand, but really…

I don’t understand…
posted by arcticflake
Humanity
Disturbed, warped, some would say insane

Rotting fading some would say dying

Where is humanity? People killing friends
Suicide, homicide, murder: First digree, 秒 digree, Third digree

What does it all mean?

Painfull death: Shooting Stabbing hanging

Where has all the 爱情 gone

Living to be killed: Hitmen, dealers, thieves

Your roommate's a killer? 你 went camping on Friday the 13th?
These meaningless lies & rumors pass 由 undetected, Yet have the most profound affect on our lives

We live in a human world filled with savage beast

Violent beatings, drunken fights as we struggle with humanity gone astray

Being sucked into the endlesss black abyse

Screaming into deaf ears
Begging for 答案 from the silent

Slowly fading dying losing all humanity

Now I stand here asking, pleading for answers, what happened?
posted by juicyjossy9
John Keats

(1795–1821)


Soon the assembly, in a 圈, 圈子 rang’d,
Stood silent round the shrine: each look was chang’d
To sudden veneration: women meek
Beckon’d their sons to silence; while each cheek
Of virgin bloom paled gently for slight fear.
Endymion too, without a forest peer,
Stood, wan, and pale, and with an awed face,
Among his brothers of the mountain chase.
In midst of all, the venerable priest
Eyed them with joy from greatest to the least,
And, after lifting up his aged hands,
Thus spake he: “Men of Latmos! shepherd bands!
Whose care it is to guard a thousand flocks:
Whether descended from...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Le Printemps doucement avait poussé la porte
D'une saison nouvelle ouverte au grand bonheur
Dans le creux d'un rocher, toute frêle mais forte
Sous la tiédeur du vent naquit une fleur

Dans l'air pur du matin balayé par la brise
Sa tige gracieuse et ses pétales d'or
S'élevèrent gaiement comme une belle frise
Nous offrant avec éclat les charmes d'un trésor

Et puis elle grandit, de jour en jour plus belle
Exhalant sa beauté que seules dans le grand vent
Mouettes et alouettes, passant à tire d'aile
Cueillaient du coin de l'oeil comme un beau diamant

Un jour, je verrai la fleur, symbole de tendresse
La corolle penchée au souffle du printemps
Je voudrai la cueillir et goûter encore sa caresse
Mais le vent l'emportera sur les ailes du temps


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