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LiesLiving in this hell
In this body of a shell
Even now my blood is burning
So hot, flesh asunder, soul churning
The Emotion: LonelinessMy heart screams silently,
As you leave in the morning to work,

My invisible tears fall past my cheek,
As i smile to you leaving,

As soon as the door closes,
Everything becomes real,

Reality seeps in,
And it becomes hard to breath,

My screams become heard,
My tears become visible,

Waiting for your return,
I stay up late for you,

When you come back at midnight,
My happiness becomes real,

Because everytime you leave home,
Darkness and lonliness surrounds me.
I Loved You MoreThey say patience
can go a really long way
So I waited
and I waited
for you to say

What was going on
In that pretty little mind
but instead
you pushed me off
and you wasted my time

All those things I said
all those words in my head
all that love that I gave to you
now its clear what it all meant to you

I simply loved you more
I crossed my heart and I swore
that someday I would make you happy
but the promise is all but broken
and my heart is gone, all but stolen
I can't ever get it back because
I guess I loved you more.

I tried building
bridges over all of the walls
I tried healing
all of the burning scars
But you didn't want me at all

W
HeavenHere our eyes meet and the glorious
Estate of heaven is revealed to me
A shaft of light, a beam of warmth
Verily my body tingles with delight
Easy now I see that we are meant to be
Ne'er before did my heart dance meritorious
She'll always be Aerith to meShe's helped me become a better person
She's helped me to embrace the light
She's helped me to see the ultimate truth
She's helped me see that love isn't blind

She's the reason I have found my center
She's the reason that I see all the colors

Though she has had to change her handle
She'll always be the girl that is 'Aerith'
Without YouWithin I find strength and weakness
In the place called home there is
The heart and harth of warmness and
Here I find the wisdom of the water
Out flowing from my soul and tears
Understand I do that life is absurd
Though now I look to love, complete

Yet alone, this love needs to cradled
Oh heavenly mother grant me peace
Under your guidance I shall be set free
She Is GoneSoft fur, beatuiful feline, precious kitty
Heart of mine will always remember her
Empty inside soul departed love imparted

I will always remember the moments shared
Softness and love and the moments paired

Gone to the Happy Hunting Grounds to play
Open fields of feline predators and prey
Now wild and free as she was meant to be
Eternal soul found and mortality unbound
Ode To My Broken HeartUpon the light I see myself.
I see the past and who I was.
I see the future and what I want.
I see the present and I see myself.
Away from this life is another.
There is a place where I am safe and loved.
That life is alien and cold, too distant.
My flesh cracks and breaks open, revealing inside.
There is emptiness and a void where my heart should be.
There is nothing yet there is me, a paradox of flesh and lies.

My eyes open, a light shining through them.
The truth shines through and revelations abound.
I look and feel and walk and live and feel cold.
These hands, this body, a vessel empty inside.
No heart, no soul, just bleak eternity to b
HeroHere in this time and place there are many who are afraid
Everyone needs someone to look up to, become the paragon
Right the wrongs that are within your power to change
Overcome your past, look within and find your superpower
CandleCuriousity lights the way
As we journey through this
New life, it is a blessing.
Don't hold back, don't
Let others tell you no
Exemplify the best of us.
DanceDalliances found on your feet
And the rhythym moves you
Now the feeling takes hold
Come into the erotic fold
Exquisite pleasure divine
DeathDearly departerd we miss you more than you will know
Extension you are of our hearts and minds, the memories
Ascended mortality, you are now part of the ultimate journey
That we can take solace in, that your spiritual presence remains
Here in our hearts and minds you will always be in the precious flames
I Heard My Old ScreamI heard my old scream
Haunt the fields beyond my window.
I floated down into the dirt
And let the trees of grass dye my robes
As I shrunk into the mushroom spores.
I tossed myself like old lemon rinds at her feet,
While she orbited me like a satellite
Until her weeping crescendoed to anguished shrieks.

Then I heard her voice
Burn holes through the past
Where she asked me to try and stand up straight.
But I couldn't stand to charge my lungs with breath
So she lifted
Strangeness off my chest.

I felt her hollow hand
Hold up my reeling head
And wondered how a surreal Echo
Could be so physical.

There I was, dancing on sweet toes
Dropletswater drips
from a rusted
faucet

falling into
the long empty
basin
Want some candy?There once was a strange old man
who really needed to tan  
his skin so bright 
a ghostly white
he could not lure kids to his van 
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My Dark Heart

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Bleakness encompass me.
Black tears roll down my cheeks.
When will the pain stop?
When will the blood cease?

There is a hope.
I want no more of this light.
It hurts to the core.
I will embrace the night.

Darkness in my heart.
A beating of a different kind.
A savage beast.
It will be me.

A change. A mental wolf.
I am bitten. I will change.
The transformation happens.
I am and always will be darkness.

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My Dark Heartby ~TwinAgateDragons

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Critique by ~braverave Feb 1, 2013, 3:49:05 PM
well a critique is supposed to be well rounded and give suggestions on what to "fix" as well as complimenting the piece, for this piece it is easy to compliment it is very well done i dont see very much that could be changed except some grammer errors such as, "when will blood the cease?" i think you ment for it to be, when will the blood cease?, i could be wrong i dont know but that is what i think, also, "bleakness encompass me." im not sure if you ment for it to sound like it does or if you ment, bleakness encompasses me., other than that i dont see anything needing fixing. i very much like the imagery and metaphors. i think you put this together very well.
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~sumersela Feb 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
i love it!!
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~TwinAgateDragons Feb 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:) Thanks!
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~sumersela Feb 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
you're welcome
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*ALoveThatConsumesMe Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I love it, I seriously fucking love it!!! Great job!
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~TwinAgateDragons Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I going to try harder to write dark pieces more often. It is difficult, especially with as much love as I have in my heart.
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*ALoveThatConsumesMe Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I know, darker pieces take alot out of me when I write them so I totally understand!
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~DeadInterior Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I rather like this piece. Personally, I feel poetry should express how one feels, whether in general, or about a specific topic or subject, but that's just me. Either way though, I find this to be a rather well-written piece.
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~TwinAgateDragons Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks. It has more to do with the inner duality. Do we feed the beast or soothe it? I opt for soothing the beast. There are very rare times though that I'd like nothing more than to become the beast.
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~DeadInterior Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I often find myself without choice. Either it runs rampant through me, leaving me in a depression, or we became an enraged, single entity. Death affects people in funny ways, I've found.
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