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Last Days of The PhoenixA Phoenix is dying every day Her scolding heart turned into clay As I watch I try to speak But rest and food is for the weakLast Days of The Phoenix
No murmurs no whimpers just tired eyes Fading slowly as she begins to cry As I watch I wish I could do something But her troubles are too complex, so I do nothing
Weeks go on and still she flies Crashing quickly to her demise As I watch I begin to enquire
But poor Phoenix just attacks with the littlest of fire
Life is too short to waste your talent away On some bullshit idea that you think is just okay As I watch yo
by ~running-for-home
Me and Empty's ScrapbookThis life's going too slow in a world going too fast Going to leap off a tall building, throw out the farthest cast Traveling five hundred kilometres to find the most overused metaphor To come back and discover nothing is like it was beforeMe and Empty's Scrapbook
I can't find the time and can't press rewind on this story starting from behind The sun's going down on this one man town who's turned into a one trick clown
Life's measured by experience, not by money So why haven't I already started running Life's measured with time But somehow I am already behind
This life is too short for
by ~running-for-home
Shooting StarYou never know until you should've known You would've known, knowing you blown You're one and only chance You never are until you think you are You are going far, like a shinning star Shooting across the never-ending canvassShooting Star
by ~running-for-home
Run So FarI'm going to run from you so far Because you don't love me I am running, trying so hard So you can't even see me I'm going to leave With my head up this time My heart on my sleeve Because I've made up my mind So unchain my heart Because you never loved me Unchain my heart And let me be Maybe we're not what we seem As I take the final look of what we used to be This is a nightmare that came out of a dream And there is no patience left with meRun So Far
by ~running-for-home
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One DayI hope one day I will be able to tell someone everything about me. Every little detail and secret and not have to worry about being judged, embarrassed, or ridiculed. I hope I will be able to do this in person and not in a note.One Day
I hope one day I will be able to accept me for who I am. Be comfortable in my own skin. Not have to worry about how I look or act. To not have to worry about being judged about who I am.
I hope one day I will be happy. Doing exactly what I want with someone with me. Getting older with someone and enjoying every single day we are together. Being completely satisfied with my life and what I hav
by ~RonnieRLD
sch-sch-Scheherazade◊sch-sch-Scheherazade
A solitary soul,
transitory amongst the ghosts —my Father hid me long from such beasts of burdened
imagination, overused— and I will rest within them silent,
and I will be a child again, if only for an instant.
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Everything is dark. We will run until our lungs are fluttering leaves and we fall into rapture. We fall into pictures and bend the frames, and
change history with heavy sighs, shaded faces until we are
sated.
You are an epic—
—You told me once, when
by ~Natalaysya
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- Current Residence: Toronto
- Interests: Music, poetry, philosophy, conspiracies, socializing
- Favourite movie: American History X
- Favourite band or musician: Matthew Good Band/The Doors
- Favourite genre of music: punk, 90's alternative
- Favourite artist: Nico
- MP3 player of choice: 32 GB IPod Touch
- Favourite game: chess
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo 64
- Personal Quote: "Hate is baggage.Life's too short to be pissed off all the time"-AHX
- Tools of the Trade: my book, my pen and a good glass of scotch
- Email: ryguy7787@yahoo.ca
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When you work on procrastination, you can only expect good results.
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A Fistful of Crayons and A Pocketful of Dreams
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That Which does not kill me, will only postpone the Inevitable
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Steven Crane poem entiteled 'A Man Said To The Universe'
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."
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"I'm boring but overcompensate with headlines and flash, flash, flash, photography."
- Crystal
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.And she said, 'the meek shall inherit the earth...' and he just smiled and nodded, knowing she was wrong.
Most nights I, cry myself awake...
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