>>Painted Roses<<
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Name: Macy Aviles
Birthday: 09/03/90
Misc: Im Bi and full Filipino.
Contact: kix_ass_azn911@hotmail.com (msn and email)

[--GOOD--] [JTHM] [Invader Zim] [Other Jhonen Works] [Sushi] [Poetry] [Writing] [Drawing] [Music] [Blading] [Rice] [Friends] [Lolllipops] [Squishy's] [Animals] [Freedom] [Limaids] [Anime] [Asian Pride] [etc...]

[--BAD--] [Clowns] [Weird, Slow Carnival Music] [Country Music] [Dolls] [Torture] [Big Houses at Night] [Screaming] [Arguing] [Friends Fighting] [Placing a Burden on Someone] [Guns] [Racism] [Hurting Friends] [Lying] [etc...]








Neko

"We're told to accept the fact that life goes on, and nothing is forever. NOTHING. But I don't want to accept this!! I dont want to see it all as just a dead thing before it dies!! I had something! I had something beautiful!! The world still spun around in all its arbitrary fury, but I HAD something to hold tight to! Something beautiful!! AND I FUCKED IT UP!!! I did EXACTLY what I NEVER wanted to do!! I turned it into something cold and weary!! Now, screaming in fear, I hold tighter and it squirms away, pushing me off!! And the faster I run to catch it, to hold it, the faster it runs away, the more it recoils from my touch. Dreaming of a world that has stopped dreaming of me. Going away, driven by the more desirable idea of new dreams. And I dont seem to be accepting
it. AND I DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT! I DON'T WANT TO GET USED TO LOSING THE FEW THINGS THAT MAKE ME FEEL!!! I SAW THE FILTH! BUT I HAD SOMETHING! And the noise in my head with all its voices repeats ONE thing, incessantly, more than anything else -"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't let go of me now. Dream of me. Don't let me wake up. But I know that it is only noise...something...
beautiful..." -Nny


   

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Thursday, September 16, 2004
Poems?

I've lost myself
In the world of which and which
My sides are battling
Dying each time

I can't tell what's right anymore
I can't make up my mind
Die because I can't see you
Or live and hurt and try

Closing my eyes to try and dream
But the plan, currupted each time
The nights that work
Are forever tagged in my mind




I pinched my skin, over and over
Drawing dark red blood
Am I real? Am I really here?
I'll close my eyes, dream this all away

Please lead me back into our light
To your arms, your reauring voice
I long for...
Can I see you again?

Our plans of meeting has been subsided
What a perfect birthday gift it could have been
One day we'll re-live our memories once more
Til that day, I'll disappear

But now I'll drown myself slowly
I can't breathe
That pain is growing, help me
I can't breathe

I can't see
I can't feel
I'll still question, day by day
If I'm really here...




forbiden love is what I posses
Locked up in frnt of my tainted soul for all I am
So close yet fair away from my ever longing clutch
Ball n chain around my ankles

My garden consists of red rose petals
pulled off one by one
the pharse repeating in my head, over... over...
I love but I dont, lost in sexual thoughts

A knot forms in my throat, choking
Knowing that this will never be
My jacket soaking up my water
drowning dorwning forevermore

My fantasies run wild
Like a tiger on the hunt
Sometimes I just wanna...
Snap out! Stop dreaming

Im drowning in my feelings
slowly, slowly
slowly dorwning



They aren't the best in the world but oh well. Screw that.

Posted at 11:04 pm by DeadPoetic

 

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