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If You Were Anything DifferentYou have ruined everything. You are my salvation, my resurrection, the recall to my broken heart. You just keep breaking me. But I can't stop you, you're like a disease, a drug, nicotine. I'm so addicted I'm tragic, I'm pathetic, I'm different. It's been 382 days and ten thousand years.If You Were Anything Different
We are everything they envy. We make people care because we're broken and we fix each other. We are light, a day without you, a day without me is equivalent to a day in the world without sunshine. They don't understand us, we shatter everything. We are similarly perfect in every broken way.
If you didn't want this our fore
by ~Purling
Flower SleepIf I’m gone, will the flowers remember me? Will the willows weep? I think not. I have never been great,Flower Sleep
I know though, And I admit I won’t make it,
But I want the flowers to remember me. I want to wake from my sleep, And I want to dance with someone by moonlight, And I want to swim with the stratosphere, And I want you to remember me…. … But you won’t You don’t see me anymore, I’ve become a reflection in the mirror And I’ve entered a realm
Where you can play make-believe, And wear purple flower
by ~Purling
I Remember Now...I used to think I’d never forget your name But it never occurred to me that there’d be DistractionsI Remember Now...
And busyness And more stress And different hearts broken But now I remember
You were mine and we were ours We never separated our colors And we blended so well But we lost it In fatal attraction And magnetic separation And now I remember
Our negatives have faded Over-exposure the verdict On this oil slick mess And the opera never left From our hearts Where we used to dance And now I remember &nbs
by ~Purling
And it HurtsThis is my version of a bathroom floor confessional This is my heart beat beating faster But it should be slow And slowed still so I stop breathingAnd it Hurts
Long enough until I can sleep But it won’t Because my bloods’ still dripping down my thighs And my teeth taste metallic From the iron in the supplements I’m swallowing money And the coffee
And it hurts
This is when you ask me questions This is when I don’t give you answers But this is my confessional And I’ll tell you that Long nights are hardest alone I alw
by ~Purling
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Oh Wind, The Things They Say...Oh Wind, The Things They Say..
Goodbye to Emily. Her eating disorder blew her away.
We were two kissing girls, but as her obsession consumed her I saw less of Emily, each day.
My dear Emily.
Poor Emily. She stared in fun house mirrors for too long.
A view so distorted, my words could not reassure as I fell asleep holding her bones. In the morning, Emily was gone.
My dear Emily.
...My dear Emily.
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by ~ElectroBaby
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- Current Residence: PA
- Interests: Dance, reading, poetry, style and fashion, make-up, and life.
- Favourite movie: Across the Universe, Pan's Labyrinth
- Favourite band or musician: Rise Against, Amy Lee, Muse, Queens of the Stone Age, Alanis Morissette, and so many more...
- Favourite genre of music: We'll go with alternative rock.
- Favourite poet or writer: Francesca Lia Block
- Favourite style of art: Poetry
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Shell of choice: Sea Shells?
- Wallpaper of choice: I don't like wallpaper, it's icky.
- Skin of choice: Soft? These questions are weird.
- Favourite game: Harvest Moon Magical Melody!
- Favourite cartoon character: Betty Boop
- Personal Quote: "Why do we have to sleep?" 'Becauses, god wants us to get used to being dead.'
- Tools of the Trade: Microsoft Word
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... then I noticed the last few were from me... and now I feel kinda creepy.
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