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Votive Offering in the Spanish Style

I want to build for you, Madonna, my mistress,
An underground altar in the depths of my grief
And carve out in the darkest corner of my heart,
Far from worldly desires and mocking looks,
A niche, all enameled with azure and with gold,
Where Ты shall stand, amazed Statue,
With my polished Verses as a trellis of pure metal
Studded cunningly with rhymes of crystal,
I shall make for your head an immense Crown,
And from my Jealousy, O mortal Madonna,
I shall know how to cut a плащ in a fashion,
Barbaric, heavy, and stiff, lined with suspicion,
Which, like a sentry-box,...
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posted by Mr-KyoBlackOps
Life is filled with transitions.
young become old, rainbows dissapper,
self-esteem can be discouraged, courage
can become fear.
Happy faces and joyful hearts, can sometimes be sad. Sunny days with frustrations, can cause
perfectly good день to go bad.

секунды change into minutes, минуты change into
hours. A seed planted in soil with the proper
rain and sunlight, can grow into a lovely flower.
friendships may grow distant because of problems and pain. Times are filled with transitions, but I Любовь Ты just the same.
posted by sawfan13
Forgive my bitterness
I never knew my сердце was this cold
Please oh please forgive me
Please

My words cut like knives
They hurt and bleed others
Oh what pain I've caused
Oh and what pain I feel

Forgive me
I never knew I could hurt
I just feel bad now
For what I've caused in life

I made good, bad
I made beauty, ugly
I made fun, dull
I turned healing into suffering

I know I was bad
But I feel remorse
I feel bad
I feel bad now

Listen to me
Listen my love
I will not shatter
Your fragile heart
Never again
We'll be okay
And Любовь again

Everyone will know now
That I will Показать love
Hate is gone
It's buried
Beneath the ground

Любовь glows in the darkness of hate
But why so much hate?
Любовь feels better
Towards everything
So why oh why so much pain?
Hate cuts like a knife
But Любовь can heal
So why try to hurt
When Ты can heal
Anna may bell

My name is Anna May Bell. And as Ты see I am only three.
Mommy Look what daddy did to me, he called me names
Of hate. But Don’t Blame daddy, it was me. He сказал(-а) it was
my fault his job came to a halt. He took me for a ride Ты see
he сказал(-а) “Come we can go. All of us Three.” Mommy сказал(-а) No
she would Любовь to see how much time we spend with out
bickering. We took a ride to see the trees. Little did I know
That was the last time Ты would see me. We stop in front
Of a big oak tree. And that is where Ты strangled me.
Spitting out word of hate. Mommy сказал(-а) Ты were a saint.
But I see you...
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posted by jewelofawalker
Some день earth will cease to be
And with it, so will I.
I don't mind the leaving,
But I'd like to say goodbye.
Before I am swept away
In an unknown swell,
I wish the world would warn me
So I can say farewell
To the world that's sheltered me,
My Главная for many years.
It is far from perfect;
It coldly watched my tears.
As my mind grew far too much,
Its pressure never ceased,
Though I suppose that was my fault.
I'm the beauty, I'm the beast.
And that's why I fear going,
Though where, no one can say;
Wherever I go, so comes my mind,
I have no hideaway.
I don't think I'd mind nothingness,
But infinity with my head?
I'd rather live forever
With a monster under the bed.
Give me something I can fight,
I'll leave it black and blue,
But how can Ты beat a monster
That lives inside of you?
Some people fear the darkness.
Some people are not me.
I don't fear oblivion,
I fear eternity.



~an original poem by me~
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posted by saracomet
My senses all are backwards
and it really makes me wonder
if on the день that I was born
somebody made a blunder.

For, strange but true, my senses
all got totally reversed.
Now everything I like the best
is what you'd call the worst.

I only like the smell of things
that frighten other noses.
I Любовь the odor of a skunk.
I hate the smell of roses.

I only like the taste of foods
that cause most folks to shiver.
I hate the taste of chocolate.
I'm crazy over liver.

I'm not too fond of music
but there's simply no denying
I like the sound of honking horns
and little Дети crying.

I hate the feel of silky, velvet
softness on my skin.
I much prefer the way it feels
when sitting on a pin.

I hate the look of anything
that's really cute and snuggly.
The things I think are pretty
are what most consider ugly.

So let me tell Ты one еще thing
before I have to go:
I think Ты are the most attractive
person that I know.
posted by juicyjossy9
I don’t know just why I’m here for
I want еще than words can describe
I’ve been deprived, can Ты believe it?
My whole world has been falling apart
And it keeps falling apart all around me

This is how Ты picked me
And got me high

I’m drinking all from the tears Ты cry
I’m breathing on every breath Ты sigh

I don’t wish to know my ending
I just wanna know when I’d begun
Wanna know when I’ll be gone
Wanna know where it has all started from

Feel like I am spinning
It feels so much like I’m spinning
Spinning, spinning and spinning around

Feeling like I am spinning
Around the summer and the...
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posted by tiny_princess
here`s a new poem that is written by my humble key board ...








~~ My Locked feelings ~~








My miserable life may effect on what might happen



Those memories are еще to be like an ultimate weapon



My sharp-knife words are surrounded



With a mixture of feelings



My life is crowded



No way to start healings



After Searching for years



Walking for miles , &



Facing my fears



To find the higher truth … My rights !!



Am a normal girl



With un-usual Храбрая сердцем Harte



Am a strong pearl



That never falls apart



...



Isn`t it strange?!



To analyze different personalities



Hoping to arrange



My UN-none nationality



Then, a sudden moment...
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posted by Lovetreehill
They say to me, your eyes, clear as crystal:
"For you, bizarre lover, what is my merit then ?"
— Be charming and be still! My heart, which all things irk,
Except the candor of the Животные of old,

Does not wish to reveal its black secret to you,
Whose lulling hands invite me to long sleep,
Nor its somber legend written with flame.
I hate passion; intelligence makes me suffer !

Let us Любовь each other sweetly. Tenebrous Love,
Ambushed in his shelter, stretches his fatal bow.
I know all the weapons of his old arsenal :

Crime, horror, and madness! — pale marguerite !
Are Ты not, like me, an autumnal sun,...
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posted by australia-101
we tie time
in knots and try
to connect the dots,
but time was meant
to measure between
things and all
we’re measuring
is the difference
between his time
and my time
или between this time
and last time.
30 секунды in the microwave
means nothing
until those 30 seconds
could have been spent
eating the food,
talking to a sister,
или practicing that new
dance Переместить which is only
new because it is newer
than those other moves
because its distance
is shorter to the present
than the other dance class
and not because
it is the Далее big thing,
although that makes a different
Переместить new.
what i mean to say
is that time is overused,
overemphasized. we give
time the throne
and it rules and makes rules.
we follow them
because we like to think
that time is important
and we are important
and our time is gold,
but even gold
would have no value
if there were an endless supply,
and time is endless, but
not for us, but
time is endless nevertheless.
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Source: i wrote it.....
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