

one lookThe rain falling is all around me, like all the things I've had to see.one look
I look around to see.
The dark is moving ever closer to you, just standing there calling me to where it's safe. I look around and see. The darkness all around, is swirling around me Dancing Turning.
I look to you to feel safe.
It move closer to you as I do. You give your all to make me safe, keeping nothing for yourself. You take the torture and the pain. You give the one thing you have always known to


QuestionsWhile I'm sitting here, thinking, of all these questions I want to ask you, but don't know how. But if I write them, here, In this poem, I can play it off as art. Right?Questions
Are you strong enough, to cut this noose I've somehow tied around my neck? Do you, have the key that unlocks these chains? When I cry, will you lie, and say, all is well? Or tell me the cold, awful truth? And the same for when, you cry yourself?
these are my questions, what I need to know, Before we go on.


ShadowWhat is a shadow? A mimic? A reflection? Or maybe a twin, alike to you in every way, Repeating, Redoing, Reforming.Shadow
It's hard enough to make your own mistakes, But to have someone, something, Reprising them, Is like a memory, Remembered as i sleep, Haunting as I hide from the truth, And amused at my failure to do so.
On the other hand, Maybe a premonition, &


PhoenixA poem is like a phoenix, when first found, is beautiful, full of color, full of life.Phoenix
Then it ages, losing beauty, losing color, losing life.
Until someone picks it up, fumes over its worth, steams over the meaning, dreams of what it was, and what it could be again.
Then finally renewed, like a phoenix rising, from the ash, once again beautiful, once again full of color, once again, full of life.

(I'll get on MSN one day. :1 )
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NU-UH.
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At least I think it's you.
Oh foo.
CC.GV
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jen
1. A person with a very warped sense of smell.
2. One who often mistakes a good smell for a bad smell.
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"Back to back they faced eachother,
Drew their swords and shot eachother."
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