ChildrenChildren are meant to live in an environment where they feel comfortable and loved. They should be able to run home crying and be welcomed with a loving hug from mummy, or a "Sweety, what happened?" from daddy....if you go out of the house and have something happen, would you want to come home only to have to keep it to yourself, go up to your room, and wish you didn't exist? If you came home and said "Hi, dad" only to be greeted with a silence that makes you feel like you shouldn't of come home at all. Would you like that? What if you were so limited to people around you that you can talk to, that every single day, you smilChildren
I Tell No LieWhat if I said my lack of reality was causing me to start to wonder what's real and what is just an abyss in time?I Tell No Lie
What if I said my lips are purple and I have a fever of 42.9 but I am not sick?
What if I said I feel as if I'm intoxicated out of my mind, yet have not drunken anything?
Pictures are just moments in time taken to remind us of things that were. How they are never going to be the same again, and no matter how hard you try, you're never going to relive that moment. Exactly how it was.
What if I said that the pictures I have in my head are ones that no person could ever capture wit
Don't Ignore PeopleIf she stopped breathingDon't Ignore People
Would anyone notice? ...maybe if she coughed a little.
If she stopped fighting it Would anyone notice? ...maybe if she sighed a little.
If she stopped caring Would any one notice? ...maybe if she screamed a little.
If someone noticed Would they care? ...maybe if she cried a little.
If somewhere out there someone loved her Would she care to love back? ...maybe if they pushed a little.
If one day she was gone Would anyone remember her? ...maybe if she bled a little.
If so
Getting Creative *winks*
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~Lullacrie
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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
L.Z
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You may be my lesser, you may strive to be my equal, but you will never be my better
Your work is awesome. ^_^
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Twas The Night Before Christmas When All Through The House, Everybody Was Stoned Even The Mouse!
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You may be my lesser, you may strive to be my equal, but you will never be my better
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Hi well ther are some works heheh please send your critic, is very important to me.
Hola aqui están algunos trabajos heheh porfavor manden su critica, es muy importante para mi.
Thank you.
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Twas The Night Before Christmas When All Through The House, Everybody Was Stoned Even The Mouse!
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I do what the voices in my head tell me to do
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