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Bitterness: A Haiku by Lady Stormparade.
05/20/2011 00:29
I have love for you
But my feelings beat harder
Than yours ever will.
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Congratulations!
Weakness
05/20/2011 00:14
I look back and think
Why do I fall for you?
I know. Beleive me, I do.
The words, the charm, and that playfulness, too.
But does that really mean I'm in LOVE with you?
I've might of thought I loved you
Deep inside, it was never true.
The words of love, the way you wanted me
are the reasons why we...
A lil something I was Working On( no tittle )
04/23/2011 18:47
Message:
I know what I am, I knew my life before, and I will know how I die. My name is Spirit; I live in a small house on the outskirts of Tampa, Florida. After I was born my parents put me on a rocket and sent me to earth. I understand why, I mean after all great heroes must follow where their...
Bitterness ( Haiku )
04/22/2011 15:36
I have love for you
But my feelings beat harder
Than yours ever will
~Lady Stormparade
By You.
04/22/2011 15:22
Can't seem to get you out of my head
Can't seem to think straight anymore
You know I had my doubts about you boy.
But now my heart is taken...
By you
Is it the way I felt while dancing with you?
Is it the way you smiled that smile?
Is it the way my feelings strengthened?
Is it the way I...
Whats wrong with me...?
04/22/2011 11:36
Is it my face...?
Is it my hair...?
My skin...?
My race...?
MY weight...?
My height...?
My body...?
My hands...?
Cause wherever I go, I am
critcized.
Hurt.
Judged.
By my weight.
By my appearance.
Is it something I'm doing...?
Whats wrong with me...?
How can they possibly... bring me...
Different
04/22/2011 11:33
Why am I so different...?
Others are like that, yet I'm... like this.
Why is it so hard... to get noticed...?
How is it possible for them,
but not... for me...?
What am I...?
Who am I?
Why am I so different...?
What does it take...to stand out in
society...?
Why must visibilty... hurt the...
Honor
04/22/2011 11:29
With bloody fists and a swollen eye,
The soldier looked up, grazing the sky,
Honoring all who lost their lives,
thinking of all the guns and lies.
With one stiff movement, he sinks to his knees
A steady, dead wind blows through the trees
Hands outstretched, he touches the sun...
Excepting...
Reaching
04/22/2011 11:28
Reaching.
For my life.
To hold on.
Past the strife.
REaching.
In my range.
Almost there.
Endure the pain.
Reaching.
For my soul.
To close.
Make me whole.
Reaching.
In my grasp.
All is well.
Done at last.
Tree Roots
04/22/2011 11:26
Tree Roots.
I go to sit on
my favorite stump.
A story in every thick
root.
A distant memory in each
fibrous.
Like a sacred book written in sap,
It holds my childhood, my life.
As well as its own.
Tree Roots.
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