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I'm just a girlI'm just a girl
With ruffled hair
And sore eyes
I'm just a girl
Who likes to write
And can't draw
I'm just a girl
With childish fantasies
And faded dreams
I'm just a girl
With cold hands
And a warm heart
That no one can see.
The girl with the rope colored hairThere once was a girl
With rope colored hair
Which she kept in a loose bun
So she could dream without distraction
She chewed cinnamon gum
On her way home from school
Only on Mondays and Fridays
For ten dimes a pack
She sat alone in the front during math
Where she wrote furiously
About her life beyond life
And drowned out the lessons lies
When people asked her
About her feelings and fears
She'd whisper "i'm fine"
And walk away
Her eyes homed storms
That raged when she screamed
And softened when she cried
They had silver trimming
While she walks home on the cold
Her rope colored hair flies in her face
And as it begins to sprinkle
She smiles at the sky
And feels the angels tears
Dear Simon, Can You Hear Me?Dear Simon,
How have you been? I wish you were still here. I miss you dearly, we all do. Mama, papa, and little Lily. She wakes up crying every night, more than usual. Mama tries to calm her down but she keeps crying and crying. Her cries have been getting louder every month since you left. I bet she thinks that if she cries louder, you will be able to hear her. That you will worry and come home. Mama sent me to my room when I asked you why you left. Why?! I'm six, I can learn now! When I flung myself on my bed, I could hear mama's sobs and moans coming from downstairs. Why was she crying? Was it because she looked at your old journals? Your clothes and tools? The next day when I asked her again, she told me that you left because cancer took you away. I don't know who cancer is but I promised you will escape from its grasps, I promised.
Until I told daddy this. He said that you can't return from brain cancer. Brain, what a funny first name. Though, daddy says th
S t a r.Deep into the night
A silent star
Glowing with beauty
Its brothers and sisters
Dancing around it
Its mother, the sun
Bursting radiant light
Its father, the moon
Shadowed and cold
The star rages
Flies across the sky in a fury
Leaving a fire trail behind it
nothing at allto her, he was her everything
her light at the end of a tunnel
and he looked so splendid
in whatever he wore
the way he styled his hair made her swoon
and she knew it was meant to be
but to him, she didn't exist
she lived on the other side of the tv screen
her face was the sky
her smile, the sun
and when he looked at her he saw horizon
from then on that's all she was
p i e c e si. melted snow doesn't stick to the pavement
so he left when he had the chance
with another woman around his waist
and a one-story home with a fireplace
ii. spring flowers wilt in the cold
so i stayed the months inside
my feet grew chilled, and my eyelids heavy
as i wished the schooldays away
iii. school-bells ring once on the mid day of june
so they ran as quickly as they could
i spent my days buried in smiles
all plastic and full of lies
iv. autumn leaves only fall when dead
so she lifted herself up to stand
my heart began to rebuild itself slowly
and a soft voice begged me to stay
v. faded memories spread themselves far
so i spent the seasons alone
summer and winter, autumn and spring
and they're always the same thing.
a half-remembered dreami.
i was invited to her home
where she served me peppermint tea
and veggie pizza
"my pleasure" she sang
the market was blue and green
painted in her dreams
she danced from stall to stall
carefully paying the right amount
she glided and sang
and swept the sorrow away with a smile
her angelic wings were colored gold
from a run-in with God
we were covered in flowers and stars
she pointed at a bear, and i showed her a cub
bells echoed from our throats
as the night sky bid us farewell
the sun radiated sorrow
as my thumb hugged hers
"goodbye" they whispered
the stone felt rough
under my protected feet
i turned to see her dance off, her hair waving at me
i waved back
my home was empty
except for a sense of dread
and that was when i saw her
we sang and hugged thumbs
"hello" they whispered
H u mShe listens to music at 2am
Droning on and on
As the radio plays her favorite song
And she wants to get up and dance
But her parents slumber on
So she lays in bed quietly
And composes the songs with her feet
Humming with her mouth clamped shut
For she is obsessed with the songs
That pour her heart out for her
Please, Don'tPlease, don't
You don't realize
What will happen if you do
You speak to thousands
But you listen to no one else
Cut that wrist again
What pain you cause me
You scream for help
But you do not accept it
Don't make me
Build you your coffin
I don't want to paint you
With my misery tears
Don't do it
Life has so much more
To offer you
Just give it time
And times a bitch
But happiness will come
And trust me, it's worth the wait
Panic AttackI don't know
It just hurts
Kill the monsters inside of me
Don't let them grow
Please, you're my only hope
I cant help but to yell
I'm out of my damn mind
What's that smell?
Smell my skin burning, I'm in hell
Oh what to believe, what to believe
You or this self-destroying symphony
God, save me
I'm just a fucking mistake
I cant go any further
I'm drowning in a salty lake
What is it like to be sane
To be at peace, in control
to feel no pain
I try to break free but the voices pull me back
I struggle and scream
But my self-worth are their snacks
MaskHave you ever worn a mask for so long
That you're afraid to take it off,
And breathe in the purity
Of the unfiltered world outside?
Would your lungs be able to take it?
Or burst trying?
Have you ever worn a mask for so long
That you're afraid to take it off
Because no one might recognize you?
Would you recognize yourself?
Have you ever worn a mask for so long
That you're afraid to take it off,
Because you don't know anymore
If there's anything underneath?
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I Can't Sleep.Jealousy overtakes me
To the point where I can’t breathe
But I don’t want to breathe
I’m filled with hate
And I don’t want to be
But I am
And it helps me breathe.
My love is the fuel
To this fire
And for the sake of love
Get me to see the truth
I know the truth
But I can’t think
Emotions never cared about logic
I scream to myself
It has to be me
No one else can help me
I’m stuck in denial
Like a paradox
Now I think I’m okay
But I’m not.
Why can’t I see what you mean?
Why can’t I hear your words?
Why can’t I believe?
Open my eyes…
Make me breathe
In your words
And forget my own
I say to myself.
Minecraft server is up and running! (No more pvp!)
[Update notice: PVP is no longer allowed per majority request, the server will now have an arena which you may walk to to fight it out with someone!]
[Please note: This server is still in its beginning stages, and may contain glitches, bugs, errors, and more funky stuff. I am constantly working to fix these to provide you guys with what you deserve: A good Minecraft multiplayer experience]
Thanks to all of you faithful followers, I've raised enough money to purchase a minecraft server! Yay! And now what do I do with it? Open it to the public of course! That's right, Decicraft is completely free to play and build!
Some of our current features include:
PVP arenas -
Fight against other players, make diamond armor and go hand-to-hand combat, fight all your trouble away like men.
Faction system -
Create your own faction and claim land! Invite other players to your faction and be able to claim mo
queen of nothing.what I've learned:
I still remember singing in my room when I was six, and having my mother come down the hall and slam the door so hard that the windows shook.
Her nails hurt when she scraped the tears off my face. "It doesn't matter what you want," she'd always tell me.
Like, when that drunk driver swerved and hit her car I didn't want her to leave me, and it didn't matter.
Once on vacation I bought a pair of fuzzy leather heels for two hundred dollars, and when I wore them to dinner, I found out that
1. "Suede" is a fancy word for "fuzzy leather."
And 2. Good things don't last: That night my cousin told me that she thought 135 pounds was a little too big for five foot eight. So I tore my tights up to the thigh and threw those new suede heels in the garbage.
It felt good later, to know that they couldn't hate me more than I hate myself.
My six-word story from ninth grade reads, "If I don't laugh, I'll cry."
When I read that treating people like trash to gets them to nee
Why I Hate My LifeWhy I Hate My Life:
Despite the fact that I'm a trained professional
I have to work odd-jobs making deliveries on a motorcycle
The only girl who I ever loved
was just using me as a replacement
The only girl that actually likes me
runs a bar and took over my house
I don't have the guts to kick her out
so I end up sleeping at an abandoned church
I've recently picked up a strange rash
it hurts and I have to wear sleeves to cover it
My only friends are a guy that never comes out from a forest
and a girl that's always looking to steal the meager possessions I have
Everything sucks really
because the one person who cared about me
is already dead...
He was my army buddy, always cool, always the best
I visit his grave sometimes, in the middle of long deliveries
The worst part about everything though
is the fact that the one guy who made my life hell
The one guy who took everything important away from me
just came back to town a few minutes ago...
And you know what he said the moment
A Sweet Kiss DarlingA sweet kiss darling, that's all I need
A warm hug and your comforting words
A hard punch darling, that's all I need
A beating and the screaming makes my day
A dark corner darling, that's all I need
A place to hide away and be free
A sweet kiss darling, that's all I need
A word of sorrow and your cries for forgiveness
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