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AnxiousI apologize that some of the pieces on this account might be on the other account also.
Accounts don't get deleted do they? Because I still intend to keep this one.. at least for a little bit longer.
Love Emily
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A Desperate Unheard Plea.What do I have to do to get your attention? Does my blood have to mark your designer shoes? Will you not notice until you hear of my funeral, A few weeks back?A Desperate Unheard Plea.
Am I that invisible - Is it a case of preferential hearing, That my screams and cries for help, Are drowned out by the sound of laughter?
Are you that ignorant, I'm singing my story in desperation, All I get in reply is a recount, Of your perfect wonderful lives.
I'm dying isn't it obvious? How can I get the point across? I'm a desperate ravaged howl, Begging and pleading for
by ~emilis
1991's stigmaI hear something other than butterflies when I Dance down dim hallways "You'll be mine always"1991's stigma
There's something comforting in the heat of our whatever-it's-called I suppose words with that intention Break some abstention
When there's bodies around you who yern for our so-and-so It's hard not to hold tighter I've always been a fighter
It's like falling just underneath you But a little more intimate than One would ever plan
But you just wait until they all catch on to our dark-little-secret And in some make-believe shame They'll neve
by ~emilis
The Fool"I'm a desperate cry Of a heart Broken too early."The Fool
"I'm the product Of the harsh world's whisper Heard too young."
And it's not a whisper, It screams! It screams! It breaks my spirit and breaks my dreams.
My dreams my hopes Those innocent things I'm started to feel the tug of my strings.
I'm not a free spirit My heart not at ease I've caught from the world it's sick disease
I'm wasted too young And what a shame The disheartened person I became
I'm out of tune I've lost all of me From
by ~emilis
Remnants of a DreamerSomewhere in my collection of memories I burry into the comfort of a warming thickness That fills my throat and lungs a red.Remnants of a Dreamer
It's tickling needle pricks slide over my eyelids In a playful taunting shade of sky Dancing on a flaccid thread.
Loss after loss I'm donned in a lie Acrobat twists an artful dodger She's not happy she'd rather be dead.
Just keep jumping you'll never fall Crows in an disposal of ribbons at warmth "Just see what promises lie ahead."
Dive after my trail of blood and salt Follow the grasping scent of a harsh world's vi
by ~emilis
Random Favourites
Don't PlayDon't play with your words on meDon't Play
Remember that I am not like other girls
I see your mock scars and forced regret
like snakes they crawl from your lips
and hiss at me, oh how it seems like their laughing
I twirl my hair, seemingly idle
I am silent, appearing unscathed
but the twirl is a distraction
and the silence is to protect you
from the harsh words waging war behind my teeth
biting my tongue, friendly fire destroys all
So don't play with your words on me
my weakness is not the pain you caused
but the fact that I care enough
at th
by ~pipersmoon
forty yearsOut in the desert I lost all my baggage and there was nothing left between my skin and the sunlight.forty years
Everything burned so brightly and cleanly and the air shimmied to the beat of bare feet on hot sand.
When you’re going nowhere it’s hard to get lost.
Yours was the name on the end of my tongue as my body threw cartwheels in the shape of longing. You were absent
then, but somehow closer
than you’d ever been, your silence a kiss on my lips that made me sing, your eyes the memory that drenched my thirst.
by ~nathan-speaks
All IsConfess to your friend your mistakes Let them see your own trials We fall, we break a bone Our only way to succeed is to get-upAll Is
In every second of your life that passes by Do you believe you have lived Every moment to your best Honestly can you admit your proud of it
And every secret We have We share Don't feel dismay Smile Enjoy You have family and friends You love You'll live So don't worry All is right All is fair
The hurt is fading slowly
May still be remembered But give it a year
by ~on-my-mind
Last Time in Strawberry FieldsUnder the shield of autumn gold leaves, she sang, knees swaying. Sing for John, she told us. Sing for everyone. Her purple shrouded arms waved, joining her kneesLast Time in Strawberry Fields
as though her dance alone would cure the country. The candle's for you, she told a man beside her. From John. She said she had a home, but we wondered where
and how. Her daily arrangement, when she arrived, was laid around the circle, roses plump and crisp, the candle blown out only when the park lamps lighted
at night. She told us of the police and her battle to keep John's flowers from being swep
by ~TheMangoCritic
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really that means alot to me, a few min ago someone told me it sucked.
love love.
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