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Brown Brown- Always lying on the bed of their never ending illusions Illusions that were taken away by their desires Desires that they drank last night at a bar Brown- Defined by egoBrown
Ignored by generalization And seen with stereotypic brain Brown- hands that work the soil Brown soil From where we all kill the hunger. Brown- But sure blood is still red And certain heart works the same &nbs
by ~AnieMcBlack
Cereal of mixed feelingsYou accuse me, I am wrongCereal of mixed feelings
I give opinions, Wrong again!
You shut me up, unable to speak
You have created a bubble around me
You confined me in a shell
Locked me up in a cell
I am a criminal
I have no remedy
I am a sinner infront or YOUR eyes
Am I wrong?
How can I see or how can I hide
All this mixed feelings you put me inside
And it is so hard to be rejected by You
The one I trust and love the most
I am the black spot, you do not care
You are the reas
by ~AnieMcBlack
While You SleepWhile you sleep I'll be here Waiting Not shedding a tear I'll be here Dazing Thinking of you like crazy While you sleep I look at the stars Above floating So very far at reach I'll create a fountain Of dreams Of you and me While you sleep I look at the skies Twinkling stars As bright as your eyes The moon's shape Half eaten Shining upon you Your sleeping image Tonight's heavens shine cold As you slumber warm I stay awake, worn old You snuggle is so warm &nbWhile You Sleep
by ~AnieMcBlack
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PoetryI can't think of what to write It happens all the time But all I do is take a pen and I begin to rhymePoetry
It's amazing how I do This poetry thing so well I dont have to think at all, it writes all by itself
Words just come out on the page Together in a form All I do is write it down, and poetry is born
It's a gift I'm glad to have Poetry is my life Expressing feelings in a rhyme, it happens every night
by ~DollTrashed
I hate love poemsI hate love poems. I am sick to death with, “How soft are his lips”, “The curve of her hips”, I don’t want to hear about these fallacies you build up in your head, And write in your little black book to show your friends, Pretending you’re some great poet. The world is filled with billions of topics, and yet, Nine times out of ten, Amateurs, with their books of words And rhyming dictionaries, Chose to write about an emotion, a fear of loneliness. “Her golden hair”, “His chocolate stare”, I can’t take it anymore. One at a time, you march onto stage, and sI hate love poems
by ~illdnkim
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- Current Residence: CLX
- Interests: Wow well there are a lot but TO TELL THE TRUTH i AM FOCUSING ON MY ART AND WRITING AT THE MOMENT
- Favourite movie: far from heaven,dark water,empire records, Pretty in pink I am rather volatile when it comes to movi
- Favourite band or musician: System of a Down
- Favourite poet or writer: Dickinson,Poe
- Favourite style of art: I am still trying to find it XP
- Email: anais1991@live.com
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