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The Simple Life by foolishheart, literature

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The Simple Life

As the morning sun peaks and burns off the decadent mist, the mountains are slowly revealed in all their splendor, covetously surrounding their mini metropolis. Engaged for battle, the rocky army stands victorious against a myriad of enemies while the gentle movement of people below them graciously thanks their protectors. Disunity here is a minimum the thrum of life is the heartbeat of the valley, where Simplicity reigns. But simple minds are mixed with loving hearts and a welcoming gaze, there is still a beautiful side to humanity. The world may look down on them, but the mountains will fend off the world, too, and the val

Still, the solitude by foolishheart, literature

Dollop by foolishheart, literature

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Dollop

Every dollop of paint splurged on the canvas, every smear of color on clean hands, every phosphorescent trail smudged by the affected, leads me to my release from insanity. Spoiled, spent, spellbound, affect me with eccentricity. Colour my world without today's couture. Give me lofty goals, not people, spark the fresh scent of well-oiled brains greased in the thick substance of knowledge, but lacking the taint of cookie-cutter conformity and serve it to me in heaping mouthfuls. This greedy tongue will hasten to savour the drop from the cup of good results, not good intentions. As it penetrates my organs, let it change me from

Exit Light 2 by foolishheart, literature

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Exit Light 2

Furiously he gazed after her as she departed. He knew it, he had felt the danger lurking, and he had left her alone. It was his fault. He shouldn't have gone home til he knew she was safe. He also knew that it wouldn't be the last he saw of that Hunter. She was toying with him, he could feel it. He noticed her in the bar, watching them. He knew that he was the reason Ashley was dead, it was he that had drawn the Hunter in. It seemed his entire life spun webs of danger around everyone he knew, whether it was he himself that caused their destruction, or if he cast an aura that clung to those around him, drawing in energy sources malevolently se

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Living Sacrifice by foolishheart, literature

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Living Sacrifice

A single breath, a leap of faith I'm drowning in your eyes The fight, we were friends now we've tried again- our hearts had refused the disguise your body shaking, mine like stone Standing here, we're together alone. She's waiting for you, at the end of your road I sit and dream of your embrace while wondering if you see her face her heart full of hope, her arms open wide, my heart in my throat, a tear in my eye I stand here still, your living sacrifice.

My Anchor by foolishheart, literature

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My Anchor

Collapsing to the floor, this cold lifeless body reverberates through the milky silence, eyes sobbing oily tears on the worn, stained carpet. Why did I let go? My metallic innards twist and spew mercurial vomit out of an unhinged jaw. This robot is broken. Love picked it up and played with it, and like a careless child deposited the remains mercilessly on the floor. Movement seems futile. Where will I go? Crawl out of one corner into yet another? The bottomless pit stretches endlessly before me, waiting for the chance to digest this sad piece of existence. And all the time, Life trickles slowly by while I, delirious, get up and p

At Our Mercy by foolishheart, literature

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At Our Mercy

Smooth, chocolate brownie eyes gaze back at me, Accosting me. Eyes that should glisten; sparkle And yet, they are devoid. Devoid of life, of love, And filled instead with pain- Liquid scabs sealing a scarred soul; Bloodied by our hands. How dare we call her man's best friend? Do we treat enemies this badly? Emaciated, hungry. Her soft, fuzzy sides are dulled and ridged, heaving, fighting for every breath, Choosing life. She is begging for a brighter tomorrow, Clinging on for just one more chance Only to be discarded tonight at 8:00 If some kind heart doesn't claim her. Does anyone care?

So you think by foolishheart, literature

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So you think

So you think you've won, That you've got it all, But where will he be when you start to fall? See, You've forgotten one thing, That I let him go, And after a while, You will come to know I'm not missing a thing, He's worthless to me. I've had all I want And then let him go free. Go ahead, be proud. I hope he gives you much pleasure, They say that one woman's trash Is another one's treasure. ~enjoy!~

Saturn by foolishheart, literature

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Saturn

The mist falls softly, layer by layer, it drops slowly to the core; the liquid metal attracting it like a magnet. The metal draws it in... seeking to devour. It will merely morph into a lightweight gas. And It rises Layer by layer Returning to the clouds always destined

Goodmorning Sunshine by foolishheart, literature

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Goodmorning Sunshine

The faces may blur, the days may change, the things that matter remain always the same. Trust in your heart, it cannot lie, it will reveal the truth, and truth never dies. Enter your dreams, and exit this world like a rose they grow, watch how they'll unfurl. Fulfill your desires; never look back, don't ever regret how your life runs its track. Live again. It's a brand new day, with brand new promises waiting to be made.

She cannot dance... by foolishheart, literature

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She cannot dance...

A second chance, a second death, another dance? Don't hold your breath. The tide is calling, the moon is full; her tears are falling, this world is dull. Each step taken brings her closer and this world draws to an end. The sand is cool and getting colder, as the sky starts caving in. The stars begin to crumble the water's rushing in, Earth's belly starts to rumble, Hell's fury starts to grin. Tears slip down her face mixing with the salty spray; now she swims and prays for grace, she'll never see another day. Plunging deeper, rising higher, the waters start to win, her body starts to tire, she totally gives in. It was

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amare profondamente by fuscia, literature

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amare profondamente

Through this distance I can feel the strain of ten thousand loves pushing through me - the mad pulse of words trying to convey…something. And yet, through all of my frustration, through all of my loneliness and discontent, I am warm in the glance you keep giving me - a sultry look, a restrained laugh. In all your simplicity there is a note only a flutist could ever play, a sophistication only a princess could ever fake, and though you're no new high heel you're more subtle than diamond more bold than Chanel. So I wonder if you notice what it means that you speak to me through my nose with a taste for fashion and a passion

My Cedar Box by ChaoticKaleidoscope, literature

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My Cedar Box

At that old, rusty gate of heaven, Two squirrels stripped me down Like gypsies, chattering away. They leached granola, pencils, Sweater vests and gift receipts, But couldn't seem to pinpoint Which pocket held my heart, And I had to mutter that you had it So they'd stop looking And leave me alone, But they simply kept on their chattering, Waiting for me to smile And smile And smile and nod until I nodded off to sleep. And dreamed of you. And the thieves' little claws on my burning skin Were suddenly your fingertips Gliding, slipping, swimming through the pins That pounded out the rhythm of your heart Down my arms. Behind t

Bridge to nowhere by etpulvis, literature

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Bridge to nowhere

Trapped we cannot leave this place. Hunger gnaws at our very souls hunger for more more than this suffering, this poverty, this hate. Our forebears hate, wage war, but we, we few are gathered together to learn, to grow, and flourish. We are gathered together friends on one side of this bridge crossing to nowhere, On this side the old world our parents wrought. The other -- No one knows on the other side the future. We are the first of our kind we make our own future, make this land ours, have the world know our Name.

Solidarity Paradox by SilverProphet, literature

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Solidarity Paradox

It is a bittersweet moment of solitude Although it has been so long since I have time alone Yet now I can reflect on why I disliked such time There is no one to whisper sweet nothings in my ear Lay a loving hand upon my breast Drive the coldness from my limbs Or take me to sweet ecstasy What is so appealing about it then Perhaps a sense of freedom-being unconfined One less role to maintain out of the sea of multitudes And yet there is this yearning To be somehow confined to someone To be possessed-though not like an object A feeling that being free is not in fact free There is a safety to solitude It can be stable-it does not n

the wrong one by LawlessPriest, literature

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the wrong one

Raging! Thoughts burning through my head destroying my calm or what little remained. I can feel the madness seeping through, creeping toward my center, corruption in its wake. Where is the cure? Why have my defenses failed was it all because of you I cared. Fool! Blinded by words born in contempt and dipped in honeyed wine. I drank from the cup of poison, strait from the fountain of distrust. It has taken me too long to finally taste the bile, but now I know my fault and you will not have my affection any longer. Spite I can feel your hate as your eyes try to bore through me, reaching deep down into my core. The ma

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Dollop by foolishheart, literature

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foolishheart

Oct 21, 2005

Tschaaa!

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I got a lip ring!

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Jul 16, 2005

la la

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Happy Birthday to me... :D

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Jun 16, 2005

The Way You Look Tonight

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Some day, when I'm awfully low, When the world is cold, I will feel a glow just thinking of you... And the way you look tonight. Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft, There is nothing for me but to love you, And the way you look tonight. With each word your tenderness grows, Tearing my fear apart... And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart. Lovely ... never, ever change. Keep that breathless charm. Won't you please arrange it ? 'cause I love you ... just the way you look tonight. Mm, mm, mm, mm, Just the way you look to-night. -Frank Sinatra