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Wednesday November 11, 2009
STORY WALL
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I transfered my PS3 into my game room from my bedroom after getting the big tube TV from the garage. I have my stereo and iHome from my bedroom in here. I do plan to clear more area out and put the t...
by: magickgam...
an Inspirational Story
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WARNING! contents in this journal are of a dark ar...
lilMid Nov 18, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008 |
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...1 Recommendation
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Some hope, and some despair Resting on your should...
FANTASTIC... Mar 03, 2008
Journal Entry for March 3, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Some hope, and some despair Resting on your shoulder. And it laughs in your face.
the printed word might kill you, The whispering, May hurt you. Who am I that I come to be here...?
Just the bad things, oh...There must be something
Horribly wrong with me ?
The sanest days are mad Everyone's oh so quick with advice. Cruel imagination is still giving me pain. Sometimes I ri...3 Recommendations1 Comment -
wrote this one when I was 13 I thought it w...
LizzyMell Feb 28, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008 |
wrote this one when I was 13 I thought it was kinda cute lol it was for my first crush his mum owned a ranch and so he was often busy working there. It says in my journal that I wrote it after trying to get him to dance with me by his pond under the stars. Yeah I guess I was a hopeless romantic back then too.
Music fills an empty room
that once sat silent as a tomb
Alone she dances 'cross t...1 Recommendation3 Comments -
"Photograph" As I look into this photog...
RPerezXIII Jun 02, 2009
Finally opened my eyes to the truth
Tuesday, June 2, 2009 |
"Photograph"
As I look into this photograph that was taken, what seems like ages ago
Reminds me of a poem I wrote to you, about how our love would forever grow
How I was so overjoyed and lucky that you were my one and only girl
That you were my life my love, you were my entire world
Those beautiful blue eyes, so full of love the kind that only you knew
And there was no one in this world that ...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
i want to play a song to ...
gailm Oct 09, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008 |
i want to play a song to my childern.. thoses that have passed and for my childern that are growing bigger everyday... between sept 1993 and april 1999 i lost 8 babys due to misscarrage...they are all in my heart.i have 3 childern that lived there is marjoire she is 20 colin he is 4 and shayla my baby ...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
your eyes play many tricksyour posture tells liesy...
XxbyeXbye... Mar 05, 2008
idk a title for this poem but....
Wednesday, March 5, 2008 |
your eyes play many tricks
your posture tells lies
your words contradict your thoughts
your smile makes me cry
they experiment with your heart
and you sit there and grin
you put up with their foolish shit
and easily let them win
the razor cuts through your wrist
your tears make it burn
you let it scar you forever
when will you ever learn?
tomorrow isn't different
from all those other days
don't worry ...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
~Footprints in the Sand~A white flowin...
LizzyMell Feb 20, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008 |
~Footprints in the Sand~
A white flowing dress
All covered in beads
A pitch, black tux
With a neat white tie
A beautiful beach
A man and his wife
Soft white sand
Water lapping playfully
They walk hand in hand
Step by step along the beach
Wearing no shoes
Leaving footprints, waves efface
His jet, black hair
Her bright blue eyes
The time moves slowly As they walk
Not a care in the world
Unsure of the fu...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
Come To Mei will always love you no matter whatno ...
zbabyrachyz Jul 02, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008 |
Come To Me
i will always love you no matter what
no matter where you go or what you do
and knowing you you're gonna have to do things your own way
and that's ok, so be free
spread your wings and promise me just 1 thing
if you ever need a place to cry, baby come to me
come to me
i've always known that you were born to fly
but you can come to me
if the world breaks your heart no matter where on e...1 Recommendation1 Comment -
She said she's lookingsearching for a reasonon...
LizzyMell Mar 18, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008 |
She said she's looking
searching for a reason
one more reason to live
She walks in darkness
hides from the light
head lowered
as if searching the ground
Doesn't see the peace
can not find the sleep
Shadows fill her
hiding in the deep
time doesn't heal
the pain she's hides
nor even make it less
she struggles on
in search of dawn
forgetting all the rest
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This morning is a ...
RayofLight7 Mar 13, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009 |
This morning is a "soft" day - I like to call it that instead of "gray." I slept in a bit and didn't get to do my bike ride to watch the sunrise, but I feel very peaceful and at ease anyway. I didn't think the time change would throw me off since I wake up naturally before dawn, but it is, because I go to bed later following t...1 Recommendation -
If she could only breathe If she could stop a...
LizzyMell Mar 02, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009 |
If she could only breathe
If she could stop a moment
Maybe have one moment of peace
Then perhaps she wouldn't be so
So broken and lost
No time
she's falling
tears are falling
If she could hold on
If she could keep trying
Maybe she could see
wake up and see tomorrow
No time
she's broken
her soul is broken
If someone could help her
Hold her tonight
Maybe she would survive
survive one more week
No tim...1 Recommendation
Tuesday, November 18, 2008 |
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...1 Recommendation17 Comments -
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