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- [ Her face became shrouded from the second hand smoke, ] at allpoetry
Her face became shrouded from the second hand smoke, And the filtered omniscient moonlight shined upon her elegant and arcane features. - [ I pity you because of your faith in me, ] at allpoetry
I pity you because of your faith in me, Despite my superb skills in the realm of failure, - Two Doors at allpoetry
Two doors converge at an odd angle, Someplace deep inside my mind. - Heavy Metal Love at allpoetry
We'll sing heavy metal songs of love [this love] while flying across the dark side of the moon. She'll listen to Motörhead, Machine Head, and screams of the undead; - Shrouds at allpoetry
I'll be the pillow you hug when you're broken, Catching the tears that have escaped your melancholic eyes. - Ethical at allpoetry
I'm the kind of person who really cares, The one who listens to what you say, - Words & Vows at allpoetry
Blank stares gazing at broken vows and shattered words, Waiting for a moment's notice of any sign of life or response. - The Deadliest Sin at allpoetry
i He wore a purple coat; - Untitled at storywrite
Days melt into weeks, the weeks bind together into months. Before you know it, yesterday was long ago, you can barely remember it. The challenges you conquered and the vices you fell to will all rise again, testing your will - Keenan at storywrite
"I guess this is good-bye, then." / "I suppose. Remember, you're still like a brother to me. Nothing an change that. I just, can't have the temptation in my life right now," responded the solemn voice in the receiver. - Neglected Stars at storywrite
It was time. We all knew it. We heard the explosions, the bullets, screams...it was our time to go. Before we jumped, Chris took me to the side and handed me a Bible. He said he knew I didn't believe in God, but that He would - Truth at allpoetry
Earth, fire, and all the rest, / Sacred in this temple have passed time's test. / The realm of immortals has opened as the sundial fades, / Life goes on through the end of days. / Dwell here all; all are welcome. / - Chapter 4 at storywrite
--Two years earlier-- / "Ben! Hurry the fuck up!" yelled the tall redhead. He was standing near the fountain in the center of the Jackson Prep courtyard. / The courtyard was surrounded by benches, which all sat - Respect and Disgrace [Full Version] at allpoetry
I'm amazed that you remain unchanged. / Even though sometimes stretch me so far, / You get respect while I lay in disgrace. / But I'm so elastic I go back to loving you. / I sincerily wish I was through, / But - - at allpoetry
- - Can It Be Described? at allpoetry
It's kind of like how my arms used to be able to find your waist, / Or how my lips pressed tenderly against your cheek. / It's like how my hand always knew the perfect strand of hair to run through, / And how every comp - Still at allpoetry
So random and spontaneous, yet so filled with compassion, / How we talked those few years ago. / They were the night we both fought an onslaught of depression,. / They were so loving, rotten yet so new, / I remember f - Grains of Life at allpoetry
Soundlessley; no grains of sand, / No matter, still watch your life pass through. / It is uncontrollable, like a perfect paradox, / Yet so simple, such as the identity of a Pox. / Sream as you may, but your life will - Too Bad [So Sad] at allpoetry
It's too bad that you looked for love in the wrong place, / It's too bad that you never understood people around you. / I wish that you looked right under your nose, / Because your scapegoat was waiting for his place, - Broken Glass and Slips of Paper at allpoetry
It's like the broken glass that litters the floor and garage, / The shattered memories that I try to avoid. / The little notes and slips of paper that bring them to present, / Sucking me into this past and present void. - The Hangman's Knot at allpoetry
You and me where always funny, in a car crash sort of way, / We just had fight after fight, day after day. / Watch me bruise and bleed for you, / I always knew I'd end up dead today. / The world is cold and cruel - [ "I dreamt about her last night," said Ben quietly Rege, standing in the corner of the church, near the stairs. ] at storywrite
"I dreamt about her last night," said Ben quietly Rege, standing in the corner of the church, near the stairs. / "Shit man. What was it?" Came Rege's suprisingly interisted response. / Ben looked through the gap - Chapter 2 1/2 [Ben's Dream] at storywrite
Loss has an odd sensation. When you loose someone, you check every alley you walk by, look at all the cars in the lot to see if there's is there, but no matter how hard or where you look, you always know, deep down, that you - Thunder at allpoetry
My feet meet the pavement alongside tears of the sky, / Drenching me with their emotion, a lightning bolt meets my eye. / A crack of thunder shocks but does not scare me, / Instead I sit and watch the show, / I watch - Chapter 2 at storywrite
They put the wrong name on the gravestone. The gray stone had etched in it: / / Jessica / / Loving student and friend / / 1989 – 2006 / / But her name was Erin. / / Ben stood in front of the grave peering down, hoping against hope - Tick - Tock at allpoetry
As the clock ticks my life away, / She promised me that she would stay, / But in the end it all has gone, / So will i before to long. / Welcome to life, where we live by the clock, / This way that was from its - Give Me Not at allpoetry
I don't want your poor, / Or your hungry. / I don't want those innoent souls anymore. / I don't want those with hope, / Or those who look to a bright future. / I don't need those who still climb the rope. / - Ghost Soldier at allpoetry
Life is of the essence, of which he has none, / His was canceled out not long ago. / He died cowardly in a field of honor, / His heart that used to beat is now gone, / But he cannot move forward if his past pulls him - A Small Nice Thing at allpoetry
I realize I'm not the best brother in all the world,
And I can comprehend that I'm no saint. - The Child God at allpoetry
And what if God is just a child?
Playing with the world as a new toy, - Because Tomorrow at allpoetry
Life is short, so live it well,
Because today you never know what will ensue, - Skin of the Soul at allpoetry
From locus to landmines their lives are hell,
From disease and hunger they suffer; it's not hard to tell. - Ground Zero at allpoetry
It’s ground zero in a small place in my head,
The war is almost complete between joy and sorrow, - Deadly Vows at allpoetry
The roses turned black as the gravestone evanesced,
And the girl standing before it droped to her knees, - Et Tu, Brutus? at allpoetry
A conspiracy held so long ago,
In an ancient society millions called home,
