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Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.

FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.

It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.

I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?

What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –

You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
For you.

Dear fucked society,Dear fucked up society,
Why do you take our rights?
Our human rights?
To who we love?
To who we are.. To our image?
Tell me.

You force images down our throat;
Images of airbrushed, false looking
people. You want people to look
more skinny and cause anorexia,
More along the hidden line that
you dig under the ground like
a dead forgotten body yet always there

You show us that its not right to be gay,
lesbian, bi-sexual or transgendered..
And then wonder why the suicide rate is
so fucking high. You cause the nightmares
and terrors of our family not accepting us
our

Telling Childhood Goodnight.They were the fearless whispers through the starless night.
They were the pounding feet through the cobbled streets,
Screaming out for everything.
They were the fleeting memories of a time long gone by,
Blown away in the wind to a far away sky,
Where the air is cold and the stars never shine.

Memories leave their traces behind,
The scars on my legs from a day long gone by.
I was climbing a rock,
That would forever leave me with a flaw.

They were the youthful cries, screaming out.
They were the glowing eyes, on a fearless march,
Racing down the cobbled streets, blazing out for all to see.
The beacon of light that is now dying out,
I never wanted it to go away.
Everything is changing at a speed I can’t match,
I am drifting further every day.

It makes me want to cry that the best and worst days of my life,
Are being pushed away with every day that passes by.
I want to hold on
But each day I lose more ground.
Soon they will be gone without even a sound.

Th

Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)

I don't fight fair...Cut, bruised, scraped, forgotten. These things I have all been at least once in my life. But it
hasn't made me stronger, just more determined in my fight to live another day.
I know the ways of my attackers, studied their movements, learned their tricks and gleamed
their true motives. I have seen their weaknesses, their faults, theirs flaws and I have kept
them close to me, ready for use when the next time we meet.
They are cautious of me, they have weary from my adaptive ways, knowing that I can fall only
so many times. They are scared for I have the key to their defeat; not by sane ways, but by
the ways they fear to tread.
One look, one stare, one gesture and they will run in fear for the truth is upon them: "I won't
live restrained anymore."
"I have seen your errors an played on them like strings on a violin. Moved you to place were I
make the rules. Put you on display for all to see what you have done, and what will be done."

You ha

Silent and GoneAlong the blue streams of those who were simplistically glassed, I drag my wooden, empty coffin; it contains only my past.

For the many decades I've lengthened have expanded pain's time; across shallow mountains and beatings I prepare my final climb.

Through harsh mists and soft grasses the journey trembles on; days on end without my voices; alas, I realize they are gone.

Near all abandonment's shelter I rest without ease; my halved demon appears before me; she speaks hellishly in the breeze.

Forgiveness and hallucination she crisply burns in my eyes; I must awaken and continue, 'tis my time to remain wise.

To a judging stream near the g

lifelinesI fear the sound of sparrows
and the density of leaves
against dew-muffled blades
of grass,

and I'm drowning
in the sky.

My skin has learned how
to peel itself off
without causing a commotion
in my marrows or
even show the slightest hint
of pain,
and my heart has learned how
to hush the stars in their wake
and keep it all a secret.

There's a sea in my mouth
and I can't swim.

There are lifelines
cast like these and it will
all end with the same tragedy.

The WaitingBones hang from trees
Hollow windchimes rattling
In the sullen breeze

Dark clouds make noonday dusk
Rusted buttons on threadbare coats
Sorrow drips like rain

(From the fingertips of this dead-rose day)

Hoofprints kill the grass
Where the dark horse steps
The rider unsmiling

The tired and ill amble about
Cattle awaiting the shoulder tap
To sleep, but not to dream

(To become whatever the second birth dictates)

the carbon footprint of an arsonistyour crystal promise
rings drip off your glacial
fingers into global

nothings. the geodesic
dome you used to live in
is a hell you keep

clean-shaven and concentric,
spiraling away from you,
wrapping your unborn

children up in paper goblets.
for minimum wage, any geryon
would cling to the terza rima

inkblots on your
collarbones, his spongy molars
diving into your right

angles, his familiar laughs
killing your skin with
shivering cuddles and you

shudder, being self-diagnosed
at center of the universe,
your hair a nest of radio

waves, the one cosmic
principle drumming on the ancient
heart of mystery.

but amateur porn always
made you cry

of seafoam thronesFrom Atlas’ hands she wept to me,
atop Africas and South Atlantics;

this is one situation unaffected by
ember eyes and windy lashes
(it has no anatomy).

You are sparrows stranded
in tiny crevices and cliffside love,
though you rebuke flight
in the fear of chipping feathers.

So what do you do?

You reach for my soul,
coveting flight with shaking
dainty arms…

and perhaps I’ll let you:
With flytrap lips and
glass shaped hips…
you are unfit for anything but
sight.

(But beauty isn’t everything)

Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.

A Charmed LifeDoll-faced men and sinkholes, ancient tombstones
Leaves piled ankle-deep, falling down
Old wells, old graves, old friends lost
Pirate adventures in Neverland
Don't go into that barn

Ponchoboy and Rangergirl rise from the ashes
From the cold river, from afar
Remember before they were born, how they
Held hands and jumped into the world
Don't go into that school

Ladybugs, pennies, notes from the dead sun eclipse
Scrape the inside of your skull for clues
All the old dreams are still there, petrified
You are a rock of ages gibbering
Don't go into that factory

Ashes on the SandWe put you in
a crystal box
small enough for me
to hold in my
hands
(and that thought gives me
chill bumps)
The tide was high
where we took you
and I remember thinking
how pointless it was
(you were just going to wash
up on the shore)
Everyone was quiet
and some people cried
and as you were tossed
out to sea like so
many grains of sand
I thought how much
I missed you
(Now I think how much
I hate you
for leaving)

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Tmnt ~ Let it be gloryThere may be troubles,
We may be burdened,
We may be weakened,
But we may be hardened.
There will be trials,
And often temptation,
But we shall say thank you,
For the wonderful creation.
There will be sorrow,
And none unspoken,
We will see betray,
But will not be broken.
We may feel troubled,
And sadness of our own,
And coming fires,
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Or just letting time by.
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For every love song,
For the untold lies.
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An amazing power,
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From every flower.
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Every kiss that we share,
Every single story we tell,
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Through every change of season,
Through every second and minuet,
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If today I hear the voice,
If today I take the fall,
If today I make the choice.
If today I lay down my weapon,
If today everything is changed,
If today everything is calm,
If today everything is a rage.
If today I get back up,
If today I stand on my feet,
If today is the day,
If today our souls meet.
If today I die,
If today you wonder,
If today we pass,
If today we concur.
If today we change,
If today we fall in love,
If today we are different,
If today we see from above.
If today we see the world,
If today we are together,
And today I promise,
I will never stop loving you ever.

Tmnt ~ Embrace"most lyrics belong to the song testify"
All the colors of the rainbow,
All the voices of the wind,
All the dreams that reach out,
Finds where some love is to begin.
Every star in every sky,
Every fish in every sea,
Every cherry on every pie,
Every word in every story.
From the mountains to the valleys,
From the rivers to the seas,
Every hand reaches out,
Reaches out for peace.
every simple act of mercy,
Every kiss on every cheek,
Every heart and every soul,
Is just as equal to me.
For as long as I shall live,
I will embrace this love,
I'll be the witness in the silence,
When words are not enough.
And with every breath I take,
I will give thanks to God above,
For as long as I shall live,
I will embrace this love.

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But nothing compared,
To your unique beauty.
How beutifull,
The daughters of nature,
The flowers of the valley,
You are the perfect creature.
How beutifull,
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Their radiant beams,
Just like when you walk in, lights up the room.
How beutifull,
The lilys and roses,
They bring out the love,
That special love between us.
How beutifull,
The birds of the sky,
Their song is a song,
Of love and disguise.
How beutifull,
The creatures of the sea,
They swim with such grace,
And for you and for me.
How beutifull,
The tiger of the forest,
Their long black stripes,
Are their marks of a chorus.
How beutifull,
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The stars that are bright,
They shine almost as beutifully as your eyes.
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The poem from above,
You are the light of my life,
My one and true love.

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With my whole heart,
How much I love you,
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Your soft hair,
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Like an eternal love,
And stop loving you? Never.
Your pale skin,
So soft and lovely,
Your just so beutifull,
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Your small lips,
Oh how amazing!
When they meet mine,
They make me go crazy.
Your smile,
Lightens my day,
And I get depressed,
When your smile fades.
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Just give it a try,
Why is this so?
Let's just not ask why.
There's one thing,
To do,
Three words,
For you.
"I love you"

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Tmnt ~ Never got the chance

by ~donatelloxapril4ever, Mar 19, 2013, 9:00:39 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I never got the chance,

To tell you how beutifull you are,

To tell you how I feel,

To hold you hand underneath the stars.

I never got the chance,

To tell you how much I love you,

To see your eyes glisten into mine,

To be completely true.

I never got the chance,

To be your guardian forever,

To kiss you for that first time,

And now I know I'll never.

Or mabye I did have the chance,

But I was too afraid to take it,

But now I wish I did,

I wish I could've saved it.

When I did have that chance,

I was too scared too blind,

Too hesitant and froze,

To look into your eyes.

I know now, I was stupid,

To not be able say this,

That you are the light of my life,

But now you have fallen into darkness.

I have felt so worthless so weak,

Sience that dark day you passed,

But now I tell myself once again,

"only if I had taken that chance."

Tmnt ~ Never got the chanceby ~donatelloxapril4ever

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I decided to write a sad Donnie poem. Apparently April died. I wanted to write something for my good friend

she's awsome. I'm sorry it had to be sad, but I couldn't think of anything else, so hope you like.

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~MariaRobotnikForever Mar 19, 2013 Professional Traditional Artist

Thank you so much! I love it! and this is sad but I appreciate it! thank you dear!

~donatelloxapril4ever Mar 19, 2013 New member Hobbyist Artist

Your welcome

glad you like it!

~MariaRobotnikForever Mar 19, 2013 Professional Traditional Artist

Like it?! I love it!

~donatelloxapril4ever Mar 19, 2013 New member Hobbyist Artist

what happened to the peanut butter?!

~MariaRobotnikForever Mar 19, 2013 Professional Traditional Artist

idk?

~donatelloxapril4ever Mar 19, 2013 New member Hobbyist Artist

Random...

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~chaosemmy Mar 19, 2013 Hobbyist Digital Artist

this is so sweet!

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Thank you!

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