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I'll wait
Forever alone,
I don't want to be,
let's wait and see,
many might say,
but I'll pray,
and wait.
In the stars,
above in the sky,
no need to cry,
in a better place,
without any trace,
but I'll wait.
Forever alone,
I don't want to be,
let's wait and see,
many might say,
but I'll pray,
and wait.
In the stars,
above in the sky,
no need to cry,
in a better place,
without any trace,
but I'll wait.
Literature
Give Me One Chance
You say i'm not your type
And you wont give me a chance to fight
How is that fair
If I can't show you i care
Hmmm So tell me why
You won't give me a chance to try
Literature
Something's Wrong
I don't cut myself anymore. I haven't since last summer, when the sun was so blindingly bright it perforated through my curtains and stained my eyes.
The cuts were on one forearm, deep and red and angry, all the way from elbow to wrist. I'd sometimes leave the flesh exposed, and watched as curious eyes flickered from my face to arm as we spoke. No one ever asked.
When the arm was too sore to slice with scissors I'd scrape away at the paint and plaster on my walls. I'd carve deep shapes and lines like limbs from a tree, reaching out over my head and clutching at the window.
The walls are painted deep purple now. I sat for hours and filled i
Literature
past path - present pain
heartache tastes like a storm in summer.
it comes suddenly, soaking you to the bone to wash the same old yesterdays out of your bloodstream and leaves you feeling cold for longer than you can handle without making you sick.
time has played with my memories.
life twisted and turned until you faded out of it, like a moon that once ruled the sky hid behind the clouds. yet sometimes it gets curious and peeks from behind them, blinding me instantly.
a dull ache weighs down my chest.
it makes it hard to breathe when I realize that once the girl holding your hand was me. I was the one whose eyes you adored, whose lyrics you tried to decode,
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Um..wow..a literature deviation from me?
Well..this poem is kinda old...sone like last year. but it kinda really means a lot to me!
Because of my horrible art block, I decided to do other things and dig around old poems and maybe write a few new ones. I like writing a lot too actually (:
So..feedback is appreciated
Figure the meaning out yourself c:
(c) by =Lukamei
Well..this poem is kinda old...sone like last year. but it kinda really means a lot to me!
Because of my horrible art block, I decided to do other things and dig around old poems and maybe write a few new ones. I like writing a lot too actually (:
So..feedback is appreciated
Figure the meaning out yourself c:
(c) by =Lukamei
© 2012 - 2024 Alukei
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Oh yeah!! Man have you got a good memory.
Really, really not, my dear friend. Definitely better for me to stick with my book writing as poems tend to flop with me lol
Really, really not, my dear friend. Definitely better for me to stick with my book writing as poems tend to flop with me lol