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posted by Lovetreehill
LENORE

Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the колокол, колокольчик, белл toll ! a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river,
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear ? Weep now или nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid одр, пирс, bier low lies thy love, Lenore !
Come ! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung !
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.

"Wretches ! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her- that she died!
How shall the ritual, then, be read ? The requiem how be sung
By you- by yours, the evil eye, by yours, the slanderous tongue
That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young ?"

Peccavimus, but rave not thus ! and let a Sabbath song
Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,
Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride.
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies,
The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes
The life still there, upon her hair- the death upon her eyes.

"Avaunt ! avaunt ! from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven
From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven
From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven!
Let no колокол, колокольчик, белл toll, then, lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth,
Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth !
And I! tonight my сердце is light ! No dirge will I upraise,
But waft the Энджел on her flight with a Paean of old days !"
A spoken word video by a bloke who loves Иисус and wants to share Him with everyone
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posted by sunshinedany
~ 2 of my Избранное Любовь poems ~

WHEN Ты ARE OLD
by William Butler Yeats

When Ты are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with Любовь false или true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;


And bending down beside the glowing bars murmur, a little sadly, how Любовь fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead and hid his face among a crowd of stars.

LOVESONG by Ted...
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posted by bettyboop1996
why did Ты cheat on me?
why did I deserve that?
I loved Ты so much, I still do,
and if Ты asked for me back,
I would probably come.

that's because I Любовь you,
and you've got a hold on me,
why did I have to see you,
with another girl in your arms,
your a cheat that's all I can say!!

I loved Ты and Ты just threw it away,
but that's it im done with Ты now,
im not trying anymore,
I could of been the best thing Ты ever had,
Ты don't know what Ты have got until Ты loose it,
your a cheat and that's all I can say,
now its time for me to go my own way.
Though your mischievous eyebrows
Give Ты a singular air,
Not that of an angel,
Sorceress with Siren's eyes,

I adore you, my madcap,
My ineffable passion!
With the pious devotion
Of a priest for his idol.

Your stiff tresses are scented
With the desert and forest,
Your head assumes the poses
Of the enigma and key.

Perfume lingers about your flesh
Like incense about a censer,
You charm like the evening,
Tenebrous, passionate nymph.

Ah! the most potent philtres
Are weaker than your languor,
And Ты know the caresses
That make the dead live again !

Your haunches are enamored
Of your back and your bosom
And Ты delight...
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posted by chattycatty
sorry for hateing you
sorry for everything

wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you

and say sorry for hurting Ты sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if Ты are hear Чтение this my friend im sorry so sorry

i understand my friend if Ты will not forgive me i chose to be mad at Ты when Ты tried to apolagize
just know this Друзья are forever

i will keep Ты in my head if i forget ill still have Ты in my heart
and hopefully Ты will keep me in yours now your gone Ты wont see me but Ты have raised me up higher than the mountains

youve raised me up to еще then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend
posted by ThornedRose
I Переместить a hundred steps
to fix my pace
but all your love
inflicts my grace
falling
running
trying to get clean
but the confort
your love
it captures me

I Переместить behind the lines
to hide from the new
to hide from from addiction
to hide from you
falling
running
trying to hide
but the meledy
the sound
it drags me back

I Переместить between the beats
to cover my sins
but everytime your near me
The bottle of джин slowly didapears
falling
falling
sweeter than life
your Любовь is a drug
your Любовь is my high
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As life flutters by on Angel's wings

The wind whips my hair as I ride through the desolite night sky

My сердце leaps with joy, and drowns wih sorrow

I'm falling down... farther into the abyss

I grab on to a passing Angel's wings
It's my Angel

I stil fall
Unable to let go of My Angel

My Angel, He's broken
Drowning his sorrows in pain
His pain in sorrows

He has seen this unperfect world
Wanting to fix it, trying to fix it

It crushed his soul, broke his spirit
I have seen this world as he has seen it

It broke me too

And we plumet together
Streatched to our braking points

As life fluters by on Angel's wings
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Source: Me... <3
posted by juicyjossy9
Walt
Whitman



I have perceiv’d that to be
With those i like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest
At evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful,
Curious, breathing,
Laughing flesh is enough…

I do not ask any еще delight,
I swim in it as in a sea.
There is something in staying close
To men and women and looking on them,
And in the contact and odor of them,
That pleases the soul well,

All things please the soul,
But these please the soul well.

* * * * * * *

Live high, live mighty, live righteously, taking it easy [Jason Mraz]
Smile wider, look closer, and think broader [Blend Apparel]
--- LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9
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posted by irena83
The black rose
describes him best.
Dark,
just like his world is.
Dark,
just like his eyes.
And yet,
Ты should take a good look
before Ты touch it.

Ты may be hurt
if Ты don’t watch closely.
Rose is so gentle,
isn’t it?
So be careful,
Ты might be hurt.

Careful what Ты wish,
think twice first.
The petals are so soft
and sensitive,
Ты should know what
you’re indulge.

The black rose is apart,
she’s unique,
just like he is...
Nobody can see
the world he created.

He’s fearless,
but he feels.
He’s cold,
but he listens.
He’s mysterious,
but caring.
He understands,
but no longer cares.
He’s empty,
but awake.
He’s lonely,
but he knows...

Without a goal
Ты don’t live,
Ты just watch
your life fading,
without Любовь
you’re so empty,
without understanding,
you’re still there,
in the world of your own.
posted by sawfan13
Raised by wild animals
People just never quite understand
He maybe different
But he saved me from a lion.
He is not a savage
He's sweet and curious about the human world
As I wonder,"Does he Любовь me? Does he know what Любовь is?"
My Друзья and ex-fiance' just can't see
What a wonderful man he is.
Brave, strong, and kind
Also, very attractive!
The jungle so beautiful and free
As he swings on vines, holding me
His loud, Виктория-победительница yell
As he yells after fighting a mean animal
или just proud of his jungle.
His muscular, warm, tan skin
Feels so smooth and beautiful
Against my head, as I listen to his heartbeat.
His amber eyes stare into mine
As I touch his shaggy, shoulder length black hair
If he ever gets hurt
I help him doctor his wounds.
We dream of each other, as we both fall into a slumber, as the sun starts to set slowly.
posted by sawfan13
Poem About Criss Angel:

Your illusions make me nervous sometimes
Dangerous emotions in your soul
Ты always push the envelope
Very dangerous and attractive
Ты have never scared me
Wee little girls scream in fear when Ты remove quarters from your arm using a knife, или cutting yourself in half
I don't scream
I marvel in the beauty
I know Ты will survive
I can tell in your hypnotizing amber eyes
Beautiful inside and out
Children look up to you
You're generosity towards the less fortunate are so sweet
Your imagination is wild and amazing
Ты amaze me
I hate that others can't see
What a great person Ты really are
I know how Ты feel
I am too very dark and mysterious
So everyday I feel Храбрая сердцем and creative
Because Ты inspire me
Shelby Gray
Essay #3
1/23/13
    Darkness creeps it's way into everyone's mind at a certain point in thier lives. It
worms into the mind without a sound and slowly, over time, grasps at the сердце until,
from the very depths of the dark underworld, it completely ensnares it. Edgar Allen Poe,
an eighteenth centry poet and writer of short stories , displayed many signs of that very
same darkness. The encounters in his mind were often of lingering evil, life after death,
torture, and other unspeakable horrors. One piece of this madman's work, in paticular,
caught the attention...
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posted by irena83
Ты devastate this land of mine,
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.

On this field of my innosence
Ты took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.

But yours,
Ты grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
Ты украл, палантин water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.