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An Attempt to Silence YouThis is my attempt to silence you Your voice in my head This is my attempt to bleed outAn Attempt to Silence You
our bleak memories,
in a song, So I strum each faulty chord in search for something more More than you . . . Than your vivid lies that linger Than my scarlet reminders of our love. I confide in time, In my attempt to silence you. Your words, your lies fade with time but the scarlet reminders still linger bruising deeper
by ~RivenHeart
Illmannered HopeOnly IIllmannered Hope
can die, can bleed proceed, to not precieve this life.
This illmannered hope that I hide in
to cope, with the frayed figments of our love.
With these, slamming doors, whispered roars we try not to hear but can't help to fear this distance, between us
So I cry, until we proceed,
to percieve nothing
But this is fate this illmannered hope that I hide in
to cope, with the frayed figments of our love.
But this is fate This is
by ~RivenHeart
Methane Eyessaline eyesMethane Eyes
broken lies
I am awake.
yet still she stands,
in my room at my bed.
the chloroformed girl. with her breath, with her ghost.
oblivious shes dead so she stands.
soaking up the darkness, soaking up life
chloroformed, lifeless, lied too fright.
overwhelmes me she stares, with those methane eyes
burning gasping she stands
starring asking me
to get out of her
bed she's not dea
by ~RivenHeart
Tangled WordsMy breath dwells upon meTangled Words
enclosed and alone
I sit in the beauty
of all of this bitterness
you win
The light through the cracks make me feel at home
while the realness of it all fades away
Thoughts entwined
in the complexity of this shape
The flowers begin to grow
no water to make this flow
Staggared are these words
which shatter on the floor
That cut my hands and feet
as I knelt to make ends meet
ungrateful forgotten
Translucent as I appear walked on I disapear
My friend
the darkness to whom I confide
by ~RivenHeart
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Mr. Toxic-PoisonMr. Toxic-Poison helps me take the edge off razor blades. He’s sweet, a little sour and smells faintly of almonds.Mr. Toxic-Poison
So strong he can brake the skies, so kind he can correct all my wrongs.
My Cyanide-sweetie is a dandy man. He carves me into brilliant shapes and takes my picture with stains and lost time.
Though at times things can go awry, and I become that corpse,
so pale and death like
you might even forget I exist.
Yet, I’m always alive and back to take some of the lover even my dealer doesn’t know. This man knows how to heal me, &nbs
by ~Jesu
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- Current Residence: Langley B.C
- Interests: Music, Writing, Make-up Artistry,Film and Television, Special Effects
- Favourite movie: Nosferatu
- Favourite band or musician: Tool
- Favourite genre of music: Indie
- Favourite artist: VE Neil
- Favourite poet or writer: Connor Oberst
- Favourite cartoon character: Inspector Gadget, Bonkers
- Tools of the Trade: Brush, Make-up and a Sponge
- Email: rednyellow_popsicles@hotmail.com
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