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A malady called imaginationonce you told me that you found me at the corner of loneliness and caramel skies and maybe you thought that was something poetic, but i was only lying on half-fledged city parks the first day i met you and it wasn't poetic at all.A malady called imagination
after that i started to write about blackblack skies and monotone freedom and you read and nod, read and nod, and say: "how can freedom be monotone?" and kiss me roughly, proving once again all your mistakes.
when i stopped writing at all, it was because my dictionary was lost in your alwaystalking mouth and in the creased fragments of forgotten clothes. it was only after two more months yo
by ~Wiemberlien
Damnation and dallianceyou keep asking me what's wrong, but there are no words to tell you that there'sDamnation and dalliance
nothing wrong and that i'm only waiting for things to fall apart again.
(my weakness is that i'm not vulnerable enough to get to me and your hope is that someday i will break.)
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i'm sorry for already believing that this will never be more than one-direction desire and
looking back and back again.
you think i wanna hurt you and you blame me (blame me, like that time i didn't show up, but i'm not to blame for things i don't know about).
we're drea
by ~Wiemberlien
Prayers into eternityfirst we made fun of it and then you made me push the wheelchair through white hallways, through old women dressed in blue, through pain and possible loss.Prayers into eternity
we laughed and cried and you blamed me for crying, but i could only blame god for letting go on you.
i never considered god as one of my friends, but here he made me lose faith in him and in everything i ever believed in.
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i used to send prayers into eternity, hoping they would be answered, but they wouldn't.
i used to send prayers, while digging my nails into my skin,
while crying my heart
by ~Wiemberlien
It's not always okayi lied down next to you in your a-little-too-comfortable bed and you curled into yourself like you were something vulnerable that would break if i would touch it.It's not always okay
we pretended to be asleep, but both of us knew that we were clearly awake and that we only used the darkness as a lame excuse to match our bodies together into twisted movements of death and sleep.
"what are we doing?" i asked, like a seven-year-old who is afraid that her mother would let go of her if she didn't hold on so tightly.
maybe we would break. "it doesn't matter," was all he said, softly. but maybe it wa
by ~Wiemberlien
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I should tell him..I should tell him
I am on an airplane. It’s not in the air. So I guess it’s more of a groundplane, or a tarmacplane. It’s not just me. There are twenty-two rows, with four seats and an aisle. No one sits in the aisle, but everyone seems really excited to stand in it. I am sitting because I wore too-small shoes. I saw them at the store and didn’t care that they weren’t in my size. My love will make them fit.
I adore you, can’t you tell? Just try not to hurt me.
I am sitting, and t
by ~WhoKilledKirov
Master of the Elements Master of the ElementsMaster of the Elements
I am master of the elements, Fire, Earth, Wind and Rain. With all my superhuman powers, Your abilities go in vain.
The wind comes from behind, Blowing everyone away. Earth is with my feet, Standing on solid ground all day.
The water comes from my eyes, The seas I cry for everything that humans do. But the strongest is the fire, That burns in my heart, my passion for you.
By Maerko
by ~Maerko
Love Poem..Love Poem
last night I made a man out of pillows and forgotten fragments of clothes we’d pushed into my drawers. I held my pillow-man’s hand and made sure he wasn’t too warm because it is summer; I’m on the second floor; and that was always your biggest complaint.
this morning I tried to shower but would turn off the water and run like a soapy dog, complete with loyal tail wagging, to the door thinking you’d come knocking. You hadn’t.
tomorrow will taste like the food of a week ago and I’ll wear sunglasses, whi
by ~WhoKilledKirov
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- Current Residence: A kingdom far-far away
- Interests: Enjoying life
- Favourite movie: La vite e bella
- Favourite band or musician: Franz ferdinand, the filthy youth
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative
- Favourite artist: Salvador dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Stephen king & e.e. cummings & charles bukowski
- MP3 player of choice: iPod nano <3
- Favourite game: Singstar
- Favourite cartoon character: The fox&the hound
- Personal Quote: It's only after we've lost everything, that we're free to do anything
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