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mushroom cloud                                    "an explosion", she said
                 I turned to ask her what she was talking about when I
       caught sight of the tv screen, and for the tiniest of moments I caught
    myself thinking that there's something beautiful about that much energy and
 so much destruction; energy - would it wipe me off my feet? maybe melt the skin
right off of my bones? heat, death and poison, I don't believe there's much you or I
would be able to feel dying in those flames, and I should probably be ashamed that I
                          
SilenceSilence. Who are you supposed to be?
A friend to console me, and comfort me?
A rival to think and envy what I don't have?
A sign that what I desire will not come true?

Time will tell me, but in silence it speaks
And in silence it shall work its course,
Leaving me in an incredible daze that
Went over the limit of my daydream.

Not a soul can make out
What silence says to its asker,
For the answer and always be
The nothingness of a voice.

Silence. Why must you be so cruel
When you bounced the curses back at me
When you should cure my little heart
Wounded by the incidents I want not happen?

I am not asking my own questions,
But asking what
My true familyFamily?
What does that word mean?
Is it who your biologically related too?
Is the people who helped raise you?
Or is the people that made you become you?

We all have family even if their not there
We all have friends even if they don't seem to care
We all need happiness and for life to be fair
But is it family that gets us there?
Or is it the friends who never seem to care?

Family as it is defined means little to me
Because my biological family never wanted me
So family to me never gave me what i need
but the people in Sheffield
Who gave me what i need
Are my true family
In my heart I sit aloneIn my heart I sit alone with no soul by my side to give me hope that tomorrow will come in this my darkest hour demons bite at my feet angles cry out my name
They feel my pain I stand to my feet I walk to face my doom in this my final battle my sins will be laid bare for all to see as I face death will be my judge as u pull the plug on my life
In the land of life and death In the land of life and death here I stand and I call out he's name with my bleeding soul hand on my heart I feel it slowly stop as I fall to my knees my mind goes back to the day I first saw you in your battle armour you stand tall a holy knight with no fear in your eyes your the one i call out to the only one who can save my soul but now my eyes go dark my skin turns cold I am no more my body turns to stone my soul is cut from my body all is lost my love will not come to my side
No RightFarewell paradise.
I've lost my dreams to you.
I've paid your price.
Don't come and help me.
I'll only push you away.
For I'd rather lose my life.
Then to have you make yourself stay.
The suffering is grusome.
The pain it will hurt.
For you see my head is now empty.
As these flames begin to burn.
And so I shall cry.
As these nightmares begin.
Sowing my mouth shut.
As I slowly give in.
Feel
Your the one in my heart
I love you and no one else
Your the one I only love
Your the one that saved me from the darkness
Please never leave me or never leave my side
~Michiru~
My Heart
Will you save me?
Will you protect me?
Do you love me?
Would you never break my heart?
Can you even save me from the darkness?
~Misaki~
La couer de la merTears rolling over my cheeks,
that day still in my head.
It touched my heart, from the beginning to the end.
The sea did not have mercy on them,
and many mistakes have been made.
Now they are in heaven looking down on us.
They are the hearts of the sea and we shall never forget them.
And still, she sails in all her glory,
dead like her passengers but still going.
Always onwards forevermore,
and through the seven seas.
For the Titanic lives on.
Music
Read description if you are confused:

In blue starting from the yellow dot:
Music helps people express themselves in various ways. Some can listen to it for days and days. And it can show up in every which way. May it be screamo, grunge, or blaring hip-hop. Rockin' roll, soul, country, or catchy pop. Whether it be jazz, R & B, a march, rap, or a classic tune, music can make each and every heart swoon.

In red:
Bringer of peace to wars.
Los Amores de Nuestras Vidas Cap 16"Todos a la Nieve".

Las chicas se fueron a su casa & los chicos igual. Después se juntarían en el centro para poder arrendar una camioneta 4x4 & alguien que los llevase, aunque

Brick supiera conducir, preferían no correr el riego de morir. Los seis llegaron casi al mismo tiempo al lugar de encuentro. Bubbles & Boomer venían vestidos

completamente de blanco, Bubbles llevaba una gran maleta. Brick & Blossom también llevaban grandes maletas, como si se fueran a quedar por días. Los verdes

solo llevaban equipo de esquí.

.- ¿Por que tantas cosas? .- Pregunto Buttercup

.- Solo vamos por
Battle in the Twin Sala garden
At the river sat a boy
watching the water flowing by
seeing the pain of the world
with his ocean eyes closed
but as the years went by
his wings carried him high
and when eternal night rises
when death stretches out its claws
it is light against darkness
gold against underworld gems
forces clash a great fight
the virgin raises her fists, sets her sight
on the twins the goat, the waterbearer
closing shut the lotus door
demon's bane, ancient sealing rosary
treasure of heaven, keeping evil at bay
and thus, in the sacred garden
just like Buddha has done
the boy lays his head down in eternal rest
beneath the Twin Sala Trees
Not AfraidI am nothing anymore
So hit me one last time
Come hurt me, I dare you
Let's see if I'll cry

You see I'm not afraid
Not anymore
I've seen past your games
And figured out what's in store

Twisted in your ways
Insanity is what you yell
So I shall silence your words
With this last foolish farewell
Art
 The Art,
The Heart,
The Beauty that grows within.

The Dart,
The Part,
The Truth that society hides within.

The Bitch & the Tart,
The Bastard & the Fart,
The Soul of a Person, lies within.

The Death would to start,
The Soul to depart,
The Feelings would mutter within.

The Knowledge impart,
The Intention would thwart,
The Meaning within.
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Today I took a razorblade
And used it on my skin
Wanted to see what it made
Me feel so deep within

Was I able to still feel
More than what I felt back then
Is it pain what makes life real
A question asked by many men

I looked at my red blood
That dripped from my fingertips
Heard them fall with a thud
Just as red as my lips

The tears made my vision blur
I could never stand pain well
No cuts is what I prefer
A bit sick by the bloody smell

No more cuts for me anymore
Learned to accept all my scars
Feeling good is what I swore
Breaking through my prison bars
Paper wingsPaper wings to fly
Through the autumn nights
Knowing it's a lie
Can't continue with these flights
Question that remains is: why?
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I could hear the sound of life
Breath of a dragon
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Waves rolling up the beach
Eating away the sand
A shell just beyond my reach
Water is what meets my hand

The subtle scent of the sea
Sound of waves against the rocks
There's nothing the ocean can't be
Hear the spoken melodies of flocks

Flocks of seabirds, flying high
Soon they will go and rest
The Seagulls really isn't shy
He goes, continues with his quest

Wet sand sticks on my bare skin
I let my fingers touch seaweed
I feel a spark, deep within
The ocean is all I'll ever need

The sun sinks into the ocean
Her orange colour oh so great
I watch her ancient motion
Feel the rise of my heart rate

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TornTorn

There's pain in my heart
Thought that we were different
Love torn us apart
loveI want to talk like lovers do
Whisper in your ear "I love you"
Run my fingers through your hair
Look into your eyes, maybe stare

Kiss the pink blushes on your cheek
No need for spoken words to speak
Just holding your hand and stay near
Together we beat our greatest fear

And finally, happily, it's here
I whisper sweet words in your ear
I thought this would never come true
There's nothing I'd like to undo

No longer there is you and me
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I hug you, give another kiss
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And you know, it's what it should be
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like a god

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All he needs is one word, one line
Able to destroy or make things fine
Able to separate or entwine

He kills, gives birth, he can create
But sometimes the words let him wait
And it is hard to open the gate

A god is almost always sure
Like a hound following a spoor
Although things can come obscure
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Being a writer means a lot of things.
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!EstoyEnLasNubes Jun 24, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
nice! i love this!you're right, being a writer does mean a lot of things ^^
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~pingXgeertje Jun 24, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
thank you
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!EstoyEnLasNubes Jun 24, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
yes indeed.
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~lyingdyingwonderbody Jun 23, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
I like how you've structured it.
you need to give me some ideas! :(
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~pingXgeertje Jun 24, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
give me a hint ;)
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~lyingdyingwonderbody Jun 24, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
just give me random ideas how to structure a poem, a new rhyming scheme or something like this.
for I'm mostly fixed on the theme, but seldomly try out something new concerning the structure
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~pingXgeertje Jun 24, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Normally I use the rhyming scheme a-b-a-b or a-b-b-a, but sometimes I think up something new, such as -a-b-a-b-a, so to speak, or a-a-a. It's fun to try out something new, although I always hope people will like it. You could also try a-b-a-c-a
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~kaitlynann98 Jun 23, 2011
keep writing. it will save your life one day, it saved mine
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~pingXgeertje Jun 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
It did? I try to write every day :)
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~magicalmariette Jun 23, 2011
it really made me think...
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