This Seems Real to MeIt's not like I've been here in a while anyway. I don't know, things have just changed... (god, I feel like I'm breaking up with the damn site. :-/)
Anyways, thought I'd give some warning or something...
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ColorblindInteresting that you would see the world in black & white that you would be blinded by the sharp rays that are golden light that blue grey streams of rain would burn your sight Interesting, curious, philosophers will write of it your world of black & whiteColorblind
Interesting that we go silent only when our stomachs turn by sounds of screams that this world invokes their suffering Interesting doe
by ~corinthia
The Windowsill and RoomPictures lay on the floor Scattered pictures of who you are Who you were But no pictures of a futureThe Windowsill and Room
Clothing scattered on the floor Controlled chaos—the bed sits unmade The room is cold And dust hangs itself thickly in the air
The window is open to the world Curtains waving, the rain is falling and droplets ring As they hit an empty sill
Nameless room with nameless faces Each eye can piece together your soul And see the world in its crimson hues of who you are Who you were The wind picks up, scatters yo
by ~corinthia
FacelessAnd to each floating cause An innocent left to drown because guilty, mercy, pureness has no meaningFaceless
to Mother Nature's blind eye the faceless masses of Earth's children tear away their sorrow on a sandy ice cold floor the depths of darkness too far to measure
And what's left cry salt water tears As the wind brings down the sandstone Earth shattering music of the quakes beneath the feet of faceless masses of Earth's children whom Mother Nature has turned a blind eye
Compassion sees no limits And pity holds it's own &
by ~corinthia
SunshineSunshine Golden exodusSunshine
Music That still plays in my head And the knowledge That has since then
Eluded me
And memories Can not be repressed And they no longer hurt But I miss them I miss belonging
I miss a lot.
And this was supposed to be life. And I was supposed to have gotten over it. And the tears were supposed to heal everything.
But all I’ve got in my head is golden sunshine And memories That don’t hurt But that tell me That I’m missing something And that I’m not going to get it
by ~corinthia
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Perfectdo you wonder why my smile is fading a lsst little girl did you ever think i was faking it you look to the surface never wondering what could be underneath beneath the smile and all the perfect clothes beneath the perfume and the necklace her boyfriend chose beaneath that body that makes every head turn beneath the surface... there is hurt she cries and she cries you'll never see the tears she screams and shes dying but you'll never see her scars on the outside is the perfect portrait of what you think is her life but in her heart she knows nothingPerfect
by ~childoftherain
divided into 3's as you countyes it is true, further than down and out, lower than the lowest of lows, yes it is true. He had changed, but for the better, for the worse....for her? no it couldnt be so, it couldnt be true....but it was, how it was. He walked the line between sanity and his make believe thoughtful world quite well. And if you ask him im sure he would tell you he was doing just fine (doing quite fine indeed) but as those words fell from his lips those words vanished. And this would turn out to make him paranoid, just as it had done to those before him. Who could he trust? Who do you trust? because trust is a matter of mind, and as the saying goes mind overdivided into 3's as you count
by ~LookInTheMirror
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- Current Residence: Somewhere out in Nowhere
- Interests: Oh definitely that AP History, and the Nicon camera... which will get film.. eventually
- Favourite movie: Almost Famous!!!
- Favourite band or musician: Wish You Were Here ~Pink Floyd, Mad World ~Gary Jules
- Favourite poet or writer: e.e. cummings
- Favourite style of art: Pixel Art, Photo Manipulating, writing prose
- Operating System: Computer
- Favourite game: Rattler Race
- Favourite gaming platform: Not the computer... I hope my computer dies.
- Favourite cartoon character: Wiley Coyote (Poor guy never wins)
- Personal Quote: Do you believe in Rock and Roll? Can Music save your mortal soul? ~American Pie (the song)
- Tools of the Trade: Computer, 5 multi colored pens that follow me everywhere, and paper. (What else is there?)
- Email: EpitomesAndRoses@aol.com
- AIM: EpitomesAndRoses
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