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Monday November 30, 2009

Poem/Artistic Stories

  • At Night

    Tuesday, April 29, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Hey Everyone,
    Its been awhile since i've posted a poem and i thought i'd come and post one for you all,
    sorry it still isnt a happy poem. I also apologise if this poem hurts or upsets anyone that isnt the intention.
    Luvya All,
    Becka
    xoxox
    At Night!!!!
    Midnight, Pitch black, lying in bed,
    Listening to thoughts that crowd my head
    Not knowing when they’ll stop,
    Or if they’ll kill me or n...









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  • ocirus my home

    Friday, October 10, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    for those who did not read b4 here it is again
    Ocrus, my home
    By andrew zlenka
    I die, i fall
    Down, down, to the pits
    To where the bottem where there are those who are resting, sobbing, or grieving.
    When I get to the bottem I grieve of what i have done
    But i don't let it overcome me death like life shall go on or will go on.
    Love sadness wanting to protect
    Those things keep me going and I find a ladde...








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  • DARK!

    Tuesday, November 18, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    WARNING! contents in this journal are of a dark artistic kind in the form of a poem please do not read on if you are easily upset.
    what is wrong with me...all ive been able to do today is write dark poetry (faintly disturbing poetry) and draw disturbing pictures...i will put them up and maybe you can tell me what you think....
    i want!
    i want to feel the sting,
    i want to see the scratch,
    i want it so b...




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  • story may cause triggers to cut or si dont read unless u are stable

    Monday, December 1, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

                      (not named)
    by andrew z
    Death such a sweet nector for some. It sooths the pain, the agony of life. A young man puts the knife to his wrist 3 quick motions then it goes up his arm 3 times then his leg 3 times , he switches the knife hand 3 to the wristh then the arm, then finnaly to the le. Holding...

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  • story: through the torchered eyes

    Tuesday, December 2, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

                                   through the torchered eyes
    by andrew zlenka
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsATT43Kp9w (to put u kinda in hte mood) 
    Agony is all the torchred prisoner held crying out in pain he trembled and collapsed ont...


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    The Fallen protector     &n...

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  • mind thy rage

    Friday, December 12, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

                                        Mind thy rage by
    Andrew zlenka
    The tower has held us for many of centuries;suttporting us and protecting us from the major harm of our lives. As the tower protects us, we protect the tower from o...

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  • just a poem i wrote called "does she"

    Tuesday, January 6, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    its about a young woman very special to me,
    and all I can think about is what we can be.
    So hear me out and you will see,
    just what her love does to me.
    She may not know,
    about the feelings I try so hard not to show.
    The pain I feel day by day and cannot fight,
    but after reading this, she just might…
    I sit at the computer and wait for it to load.
    Its time to type away, to let some thoughts and...








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  • The Love of Friends

    Saturday, February 14, 2009

    I am lost here.
    I feel myself dying a little more each moment.
    Here, where my enemies are all around me.
    Here, without you.
    Without the love I felt each day with you.
    I'm am stuck in this desolate quandery.
    Where the only ray of hope that I have,
    is the knowledge that one day, they shall
    Stab me in the back and end my suffering.
    They will come for me,
    Like the cold hand of death itself.
    Only, I would ...










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    3 Comments

  • Something Better

    Sunday, July 26, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Felt like writing a poem. So, inspired by the "lovely" whether we're having here, i wrote this. 
    She gazes out the window
    Sees the rain as it falls
    She looks at it sadly and says
    "There's got to be something better than this..."
    She gets up, walks to her bathroom
    Stands in front of the sink and looks to her right
    She glares at the razorblade and says
    "There's go...







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