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Saturday, July 9th, 2011

Subject:Death Personified
Posted by:yesimdisturbed.
Time:6:40 pm.
Mood: blank.
Walking alone is better, 
Than being trapped in the iron vice of dark, 
To feel nothing, 
Except perhaps the rabid, smelling, dank beast of Cold,
Its poison dripping tongue rolling up and down my body,
Like its deranged, grotesque and fowl monstrosity of a being owns me.
My soul has now turned, 
To watch the dark. 
To watch the writhing and contorting shapes of angels,
Who fell to the excruciating fires of Hell,
Who were burnt to ashes by my blood-scorching eyes.
I have become a monster,
Living in neither day,
Nor night.
But in Death. 
Lovely Death,
My Savior, 
My Love,
My Monster.

-Luna :X
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Tuesday, March 15th, 2011

Posted by:repofangirl.
Time:1:44 am.


Never Going Back

The little girl in her pink dress
Sits on her mothers lap
As her mother reads she dreams
Of being a princess in a magic land
But now she sits alone
And her dress is completely black
because she went to the dark side and is never going back


The Girl in the Black Dress

As she walks her black dress flows
Her beauty is beyond compare
In her hand she holds a rose
She slowly tucks it in her hair
She gets bored of the dance
She runs outside onto the lawn
She can escape this is her chance
She is so tired she lets out a soft yawn
She hears some one coming and runs into the maze
Soon she is lost all alone
She can't get out she has tried so many ways
She lays and falls to the ground with a yawn

Her head on the ground
She wakes up just after dawn in her soft warm bed
In her large room
It most have just been in my head
She assumes
 
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Posted by:repofangirl.
Time:1:10 am.
Love

Love is painful
Love is hard
Love makes you happy
love makes you sad
Love makes you smile
love makes you cry
Love makes you all these things I don't know why
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Posted by:repofangirl.
Time:1:05 am.

Middle School

I want to die I am stuck in this god damn place
The popular girls in their tiny skirts
The couples making out in the hallways
The girls fighting with their friends
People that used to be nice are now mean
Girls fight over boys
Boys are bigger idiots than before
This is hell
This is middle school
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Posted by:repofangirl.
Time:1:01 am.

I Hate You

I hate you
You make me so angry
You think your my friend
But you're not you bitch
You piss me off
You say I have no skill
You make fun of my art
And I am still nice to you
Why I don't know
I guess I am just that kind of person
The kind that gives you second chances
The kind that wants to kill you
But I hold it in
I stay nice
A sweet smile on my face
I am unhappy
Just want you to shut the fuck uo
Just get the hell away from me
I don't want you near me
But you think I do
You think that I enjoy your company
But I hate you being any where around
I wish you would leave
I wish you would dissapear
I wish you would go away and die
Die all alone with no one around
Sad and alone
You would die an unhappy painful death
And I would laugh
An insane evil laugh
It would make me so happy
It would make me smile
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Saturday, July 4th, 2009

Subject:Grief
Posted by:orangefiction.
Time:12:09 pm.
Mood: good.
Hello, everyone! This is my first post/poem in the community, and thought I'd introduce myself. :) I'm Cindy, and hope to become more familiar with all of you!

(I remember the lighted heavens in meadow docks.)
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Saturday, February 14th, 2009

Subject:Book Blog!
Posted by:lisamayday.
Time:8:55 am.

My book blog is now two months old! I'd love it if you checked it out :)


Look At That Book
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Monday, January 12th, 2009

Posted by:lisamayday.
Time:9:50 pm.
I've just started a book blog. Check it out and let me know what you think!


Look At That Book
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Friday, August 22nd, 2008

Posted by:quirkymiss.
Time:11:57 pm.
Mood: thirsty.
 I just posted some of my old poems to my journal. 

( quirkymiss ) ^^^^ fake cut to my journal.
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Thursday, August 21st, 2008

Subject:Invitation to submit to a new cultural variety webzine, Synchronized Chaos
Posted by:ladycatherina.
Time:3:11 am.
Hi everyone, I invite all the artists in this community, and anyone else you may know, to submit artwork or writing to our new literary/artistic/cultural/nature and travel writing/scientific webzine Synchronized Chaos!

Information on the zine and how to submit, from the Facebook group http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=20763137372&ref=mf :

This is all of our new brainchild, an art/cultural/literary/scientific/social commentary/essay webzine tentatively called "Synchronized Chaos" (referring to some kind of not-obviously-apparent logic that emerges spontaneously from randomnity, basically a fun way to have a theme without having a theme.)

Sort of a way to help the aspiring artists we constantly meet to get their names out there and spotlight some excellent work which should have an audience but the artists don't want to go through the publication process. And to give people committed to worthwhile causes a way to speak out or to use their personal experiences to educate others.

Everyone's invited to submit (and everything should be accepted, unless it's obscene or hateful). If you are interested please send a submission via email anytime this summer. We're working towards setting up a regular editing board and designating people to handle certain kinds of submissions, but for now you may use my email, cedeptula@sbcglobal.net

We're online in a rough draft form (all the artwork and writing is posted by our promised deadline but the Word Press blog still needs customization, quotes, links, and pictures to make the site more navigable) at http://www.synchchaos.com and invite you to check it out! Think of it as a building in progress, with the scaffolding still attached but with some interesting posted architectural plans.

We are not a paying market as of yet but hope to become one as we grow and sell advertising and/or host contests. The magazine's online contents will remain free to provide artists and writers with the greatest level of exposure possible.

So far we have received a good variety of submissions, and look forward to more! We're also chaos_zine on LJ and would be a publishing credit for any visual artist or writer to put on his/her bio or proposal or resume.

You may either pitch or send a completed product (attachments OK but prefer writing or thumbnails or JPEG images pasted in the body of the email.) Please put "Synchronized Chaos Submission" in the subject line and please feel free to include an artist statement or bio if you would like.

Also - our magazine is as much about building community and relationships with artists as it is about publication. We'd be happy to see artists and writers post and chat with each other in chaos_zine or on the Facebook page and would be glad to comment/critique or dialogue with you about your work if you would like.
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Saturday, August 9th, 2008

Subject:walk to nowhere
Posted by:iheartpickles14.
Time:12:46 am.
Mood: cold.

you are walking down a street, and you dont know what you are doing. now, you stop, you think.

--what is this?, what am i doing?, where am i going?, where am i?.

-- well, lets see... we can answer one of those questions. you are in a neighborhood, youre on a sidewalk, there are many houses beside you, and its night-time. what are you doing?. well, what were you doing, because right now you are thinking of what you are doing, or was doing. you were walking down the street. thats what you were doing.

And now that you look ahead of you, you notice something very strange. the part of the sidewalk you are on, is lighted by many streetlamps, so is the one across from you. but ahead of you, just a few meters away, there are no more lights. its dark. and you dont know what is there. because you cant see anything.

--now, we have answered 2 questions. what were the others? where are you going? well, last time you were moving, you were headed towards the darkness at the other side of the street .and the last question. what is this? this is what you are doing, this is where you are going, this is where you are. so, might as well start walking?

--ok sure.

so, you start walking towards the other side of the sidewalk. every step you take, it gets darker and darker. then, you look at the floor. the sidewalk has cracks on it, it looks really old and dirty. and then you notice your barefoot.

--thats weird.

after a few seconds of walking slowly, because, your scared of what is at the other side, you hear someone walking at the street opposite of you. you turn around and for a moment think of going over to that person and asking them where you are, but you dont, you just stand there, looking at the person. that person starts walking. starts walking the other way. starts walking opposite of the darkness. you wish you were them.

--i dont know where im going.

--YES YOU DO. you know exactly were you are going, your going into the other side of the street. so, walk.

ok, now you are still walking, but this turns out more weird than it already is. as you walk slowly, you notice that all the plants and trees around you start dying. they all slowly die and become lifeless. its scary. and you keep walking, and everything gets darker. your very scared, you know where you are going, but you dont know what is there. so, you notice now the diference between two parts of the ground. one is lighted, and another is dark. but as you are going to take another step, to go to the other side, you see another person on the other side of the street. this time, the person looks at you and waves. this time, the person is also walking towards the other side of the street. but this time, the sidewalk across from you has no darkness. the person keeps on walking, and you stay.

--how come the other side has no darkness? how come i cant cross to the other sidewalk and go the same way as that person? why do i have to keep on walking into nowhere?

--BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT YOU WERE DOING, AND THATS WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.

--but what if i dont want to?

--THEN STAY STANDING HERE FOREVER UNTIL YOULL HAVE TO GO? because you will eventually have to.

so what do you do? you decide to keep walking. now, you take the first step into the dark, and then, the next one and the next one, now you cant see where you are, the ground is cold and wet, and you turn back and you cant see anything. your lost now. its dark.

--i dont know where i am, or what to do.

--YES, YOU DO. KEEP WALKING.

you keep walking. and now, the sidewalk ends.

--the sidewalk ends?

--yes, it ends. and now, you know what you have to do?

--keep on walking?

--yes.

--but there is nowhere to go.

--yes there is, just take a step.

you take a step, and then you fall. you start falling and falling and falling. but you dont scream. your eyes are closed and you keep on falling, after a while, its like your floating. you cant feel anything. until you feel things pulling at you. you open your eyes and its plants. the rotten dead ones. they are pulling you, twisting you up, taking you down, trapping you with them in the ground. and you dont move, you dont struggle, you let them take you and then, your dreaming.


by: raquel (me)

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Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

Posted by:themaybe_market.
Time:1:24 pm.
It's midnight in your hometown 
and the ghosts of good times are coasting in the car behind you
their brights on, lighting the way
driving past the school
the names of your old friends' younger brothers
cackle over an ancient loudspeaker
the gods of the new decade
everything the old had worked for forgotten
lost in a faded yearbook somewhere
all the colors are the same
messages you thought were permanent have been painted over
a lifetime of memories cradled, then smothered
in the thick gold and white of pride
you realize you can't remember a single face
sit down amongst all the teary-eyed parents
waiting for johnny's big moment
and all of johnny's friends
waiting for the big after-party
a night of blissful apathy and excitement cradled, then smothered
in the thick gold and white of inebriation
the banners fly
one last time
you shuffle out of the creaking bleachers
the air buzzing with
plans
hope
and the familar  comfort of pot
you get back in your car
history rolling over you like a thousand varsity letters of dead football players
a lifetime of patient expectations cradled, then smothered
in the thick gold and white of crippling disappointment. 
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Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

Subject:You
Posted by:themaybe_market.
Time:12:53 am.

You

look at me through a fish-eye lens

the sun shines

warmed skin

I try to show the world

through my eyes

wide as ballrooms

You

know my secrets

flaws tacked on particle board

butterflies under the magnifying glass

I try to show the world

through my fingertips

silken spiders kissing your spine

You

sing fragile lies

comfort to my tired ears

drifting into sleep

I try to show the world

through my lips

tear-stained stitches suturing a wound

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Monday, July 14th, 2008

Posted by:themaybe_market.
Time:1:49 pm.

cross an ocean 
drown me out
eyes like knives
thrown across a crowded room
I'm drinking in a back seat
of an unfamiliar car
where are you now?
it's three a.m. and you're listening to los angeles
its three a.m. and you're listening to chicago
turn the dial
drunk on the static
angels glare down from the streetlights
I get out to stretch my legs
it's three a.m. and you're listening to los angeles
chicago is up in flames




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Saturday, July 5th, 2008

Subject:You're Not Alone
Posted by:chichika123.
Time:4:27 pm.

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You're Not Alone




Hot, humid cries


A cluster of sand particles float by


Trees sitting still, no wind for the mill


A little boy runs, and climbs up the hill


Reaches the top, there commences the breeze


Tired, worn out he starts to wheeze




His throat gets stuck, his breath held in


He struggles to inhale through a whole so thin


He coughs, but dry, he will never know why


He couldn’t take it in, he is going to die


Leaning over, holding and pushing his side




Gives his breathing a life of chance


To take him out of this deathly trance


Now falling down on the dirty ground


The little boy just lay with no sound


Apparently he was the only one around



A higher salvation for him was found







Astrid Dowling



http://blog.myspace.com/astrid123

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Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

Subject:ENTWINED
Posted by:chichika123.
Time:2:16 am.
Mood: satisfied.
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Entwined


I'm not holding back

 My body and soul, you attract

 

First a touch, then emotions unwind

As you float through my mind

 

Your fingers are the magic wands

Casting your charm over me

 

Intensely getting lost in your hands
             Fulfilling our feeling's demands              

 

Taking in, in every breath, your essence

Savoring your taste on my lips

 

Entwined legs, stroking fingertips

Softly, slowly, smoothly

 

Climbing over me, your body onto mine

You give me a feeling I can't verbally define

 

There's a heat, glowing in the air

Your slip your fingers across me bare

 

Obsessed with your touch

Every move you blindly watch

 

Sliding my hands from your neck to below

I notice myself eager for more

Can't get enough of the love you bestow

 

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Wednesday, June 25th, 2008

Subject:Too Much Trust
Posted by:twistedkreation.
Time:9:38 am.
Mood: amused.
I did this about 4 months ago.

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Friday, April 18th, 2008

Posted by:kismekiki17.
Time:2:42 pm.

Something’s not right

When a girl like her

Loses faith

In her own beauty

And it becomes a blur

She hears you’re too fat

At one hundred and ten

Voices say drop the food

It’s a killer best friend

Oh the pain she must feel

When she follows society

She loses the weight

But the world’s still not happy

They send out the message

To girls like her

And like you

That you’re way too big

If you wear a size two

Now something’s not right

When every girl has to fight

The scale and the mirror

Every damn night

So how does this effect

Those poor girls in a ten

No way they are fat

they're still beautiful and thin

The world’s message kills

Girls are destroying their health

To be what society says

Is they’re perfect self

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Thursday, April 17th, 2008

Subject:This is me
Posted by:kismekiki17.
Time:1:45 pm.
Mood: lonely.

I am me…

I cry when I’m tiered

My eyes will not seal

My patience expired

I bottle up what I feel

Though sometimes I explode

Then spill my guts to anyone

I make friend with psychotic people

So I’ll be safe if they bring a gun

There are times I can go

Ecstatic too depressed

Confident and energetic

To anxious and stressed

I’m one of those people

That has to do bad things to learn

Someone can do something embarrassing

I laugh and yell BURN!

I’m hypocritical

Since I hate hypocrites

I only watch the super bowl

To eat junk food and chips

I once was confident

With my crazy fun hair

That was before I woke up

With my pillow covered

in chunks of it everywhere

When I finally feel happy

Comes along some low life critics

Say I’m ugly and manly

Since my head has no hair on it

There’s good in me

My flaws are originality

But we all suffer pain

That’s the harsh reality  

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