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persona unica¿¿ única??
¿una persona única?
uhm es interesante aquella palabra,
la cual dice muchas cosas,
¿porque digo interesante?
pues lastimosamente esta
palabra es muy poco común,
en esta sociedad de hipocresía, falsedad y superficialidad.

la persona que se atreva a ser única, aquella persona, es muy valiente
¿porque?,pues,no se como decirlo,en pocas palabras.

una persona única es aquella que
tiene un diferente pensamiento que los demás, aquella persona
puedes ser mejor que los demás.

todos alguna vez fuimos únicos, pero la triste realidad es que
gracias a que todos, estoy diciendo todos, alguna vez tuvimos el deseo
de que esta sociedad nos aceptara

Strainbreaking face
rolling around with misery
listening voices
tears bleed
flowing hearts
blocked dreams
locked screams
what is seems
who believes
count the weeks
lonely
songs brings
heartless things
thoughtless mean
Crying me
Focus please
Catch means
Death
Swallowing breath
Shallow help
look in the well
Zero tale
Zero tell
Burning hell
Fail
Abandon shell
All of us are here

She's not reacting to anyone's love,
She always stays cold,
She loves to be in snow,
And no one knows what she's capable of,
She's always alone,
She's a master of her snow world.

She's called Snow Queen,
She's always so mean,
Happiness makes her sick,
It makes her weak,
But the Queen holds on,
With the power of snow.

The Queen rules the Kingdom,
She knows the meaning of freedom,
A lot of people tried to change her,
But they became frozen,
She wants to stay away,
She don't want anyone to get in her way.

It's War!It's War!

It's war, when the father gets up in his holidays by 5 clock.
When he enters his service for the family like everyone else.
When he just attacks the pool-landscape of the Normadie.
When he raised his flag to mark his capture area.
He and 500 others.

It's war, when she attacks the discounts.
When she search for the armed conflict between her girlfriends.
When she capture ressources, she didn't need.
When she also brings scarped knees with her new summer skirt home.
She and 500 others.

It's war, when the whole humans loose their heads.
We and

Ta osobaTo osoba kochana
i powszechnie szanowana.
Wiek jej... Się nie liczy.
Serce ma jakby wyrwane z Zawiszy.
Nigdy Cię nie zawiedzie, ale doradzi.
Niebawem jej święto, więc prezencik mamy.
To ten skromny wierszyk i kilka drobiazgów.
Bo Twe serce jest pełne drobiazgów, Mamo. c:

Hey guys...You want to know a secret?hey...when people ask hows it going? or whats up? or how ya been? do they actually care how you've been?

I don't think even 50% of them care.

they have their own problems. As do I. However, I'm part of the fifty percent that would rather listen to other peoples issues instead of mine. Instead of doing homework or listen to teachers in school or do something people "Believe" is important to graduate high school. I would rather help someone. Do something more important.

Honestly... I think high school is a waste of time. Why can't high school be classes that would actually teach you what you "need" to know? cause honestly if I want to become

InsomniacI lie here awake.
With every breath
I take,
I notice my chest
Is heavy and
My heart feels burdened
And empty...

Why do I feel this way?
Will someone please come
Take this pressure and
Pain away?
Or will I have to
Suffer through this night
With stiff and tense muscles
That ache?

I toss and turn and fight
All through
This sleepless night.
But why?
I don't know...
I feel like an
Empty shell.

Yes, empty because
I feel like
I have been exposed;
And my soul has fled.

Could I be dead?
Or is this all in my head?

I still toss and turn
And fight all through
This sleepless night.
Someone please
Rescue me...
From all these
Nightmare-ish dreams;

.:Vent-Drown:.I feel like I can't breathe,
Making me become a monster I can't see.
Down I continue to sink,
Really feeling useless dying the water in my tears of ink,
Overly emotional,
Well I've lost my sanity, I've lost it all;
Never will I be able to swim back up,
I can't see the sun,
Never will I get to see it anymore, because I'm....
Gone

1Tienes el mismo repertorio y las mismas actitudes para cada persona que se topa en tu camino?, sera acaso el mismo inesperado final para cada amorío estúpido?

Juegas con fuego,
deja de tocar las puertas del infierno,
algún día abrirán, y seras devorada por tu misma boca.

*.Quietly:Vent.*Im quietly living,
despite the pain inside.
I'm silently listening,
letting the knife pain subside.
I'm slowly bleeding much like a drought,
yet no one has seemed,
to figure this out.
Forced to live and suffer in this eerie silence,
only.....
only listening to this broken heart of mine's fading beating.

Thank You MomYou were with me, when I cried,
You were telling truth, when I lied,
You're my biggest proud,
I could even scream it loud,
Now I know, what to say,
I know how to pray.

I want to thank you Mom,
For everything you have done,
You showed me right things,
Thank you for giving me wings,
You were saving my life,
In the moments I wanted to die.

You were going with me to Doc,
You were showing me support,
When I was doing something bad,
You've never been mad,
You gave me a lot of love,
Love, and even more.

Than you Mom.
For everything.

Mereces.Resultaste ser en carne propia lo que odiabas de las anteriores mentes mediocres que cruzaron mi camino, ahora no te queda mas que atarte una cuerda al cuello, recuerda esas personas te enferman, ahora pruebas lo que odias y ahora eres tu la persona enferma, así que deja las excusas deja las mentiras, deja toda esa estúpida saliva gastada en vano, solo muere, sin metáforas ni nada no mereces ni la tinta con la que escribo para mi placer de odio, sin embargo lo hago por que mejor medicina que esta para mi no hay.

RotosYa no soy la persona que solía ser, aquel naufrago que nunca se dio por vencido en las islas perdidas, a todo le encontraba una dosis de emoción.
Ahora solo camino encobrado mis pasos son lentos y tediosos, una espora letal mas jodida que el mismo veneno entro en mi y esa enfermedad tiene nombre..

Horario muertoEsas manecillas de reloj que tornan lentas en tus horas de agonía, como una tortura para tu cráneo, yo no entiendo.

Tienes todo no eres feliz,

tienes poco no eres feliz.

Entonces escarbe dentro de mi, y encontré algo llamado;
"detalles".

Sean efímeros, sean perpetuos..

Broken HeartDaggers shine
Disguised like harmless arrows
From cupids quiver

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I'm in love

by ~gothic44, Apr 5, 2012, 6:13:23 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Concrete Poetry

I'm in love with my orchestra teacher, in tears for his love. My heart burning for him. The ring just like a wall. He keeps me happy. A kiss is all I want from my true love. Bleeding on the in side, but next time it will be the end of a knife. For my last breath I shall tell him I love him. Steal a kiss and forever lay there in peace

I'm in loveby ~gothic44

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It is what it is, I'm in love with the wrong

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~omgyes123456 Nov 25, 2012

:3 i like it

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~gothic44 Dec 4, 2012

Thanks

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~omgyes123456 Apr 1, 2013

Mmhmmm

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~charlycharly123 Jun 22, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Wow that's well i don't know what to say its wow

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~gothic44 Jun 22, 2012

thank you

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~charlycharly123 Jun 22, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Its a very interesting price of writing ^_^

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~gothic44 Jun 22, 2012

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Mood: Love

~kartiksharma Apr 6, 2012 Student General Artist

So beautiful!!!!♥

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~gothic44 Apr 6, 2012

thx

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