Just a random note
SadnessBack in college now, horrible horrible year so far... tis not nice or fun at all at all
Hopefully it will improve!
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UntitledAll I write is I. I, eye, aye, I, I. Can i not drivel on about anything but i. A letter. A person. Many persons. Who wants to listen? To one person talk and not even talk, ramble, let a string of nonsense dribble endlessly from their rubbish eating, cursing, kissing, frowning mouth. Rubbish. This is in need of a burn. A waste. I… there i go again… i am writing this sewage on a dead tree. Whose leaves would have been glossy green this summer, rich and rusty red in Autumn, bare branched, naked come Winter. Beautiful. But it’s nowUntitled
by ~cailin-go-seoigh
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A winter nightWalking through a winter time, Between the frosted trees of mine, A magic and secret of my sign, Where my snow covered flower does bloom,A winter night
Walking through the winter wind, The blizzard of the snowflakes who swim, An elegance of a frosted dream, I look up to see the face of the moon,
The pine trees with the hardened green, On centerstage with the lights of the beam, The violins and strings playing in a waltz, A symphony for the grace and moonlight's tune,
The sun hidden behind the clouds of ni
by ~darktribute
The Greatest InflictionI feel so blind, To the nothingness that was there, A feeling of hatred, A feeling without care,The Greatest Infliction
I felt this wound puncture open, Through cascades of red, A feeling of despair, A feeling of dread,
This mesmerizing empathy, Of solemn decorating charades, A masque of a thousand tears, Rain upon the blood parade,
Hurt in this womb of care, A palace of mirrors and doors, And only the world of sin, will give hope for thousands of whores,
A face without features, Eyes too forgotten and broken, Filled with chagrin a
by ~darktribute
EmoPoetry2Diliberate Delirium What were you thinking No one wants you Consequence Final minute Pandemic Exposistion Problematic whore Such precious being Why won't The Tide Come Just For me AndEmoPoetry2
Why Won't
The World End In Matromony What does the word love mean?
by ~darktribute
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- Favourite movie: Dead Poets Society,Shawshank Redemption,Donnie Darko etc
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- Favourite genre of music: Rock, punk&indie mostly,but also dancey stuff too!
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