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He was a fallen Angel
One that fell to the depths of despair
The very place he saved me from

The birds, they taunt him
with Wings so Free
high up in the open Sky

Broken Wings can never fly
his broken heart continues to Die
all the world watches.

What can they do?
What can they know?

He was a fallen Angel
One that will never Fly again
and it was all for me.

I hear them whisper
...that Fallen Angel...
really jumped.

I don't really like it..for some reason. Something about it seems dead.

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I really don't know where this came from, it's just a small piece..nothing special, lol.

A comparison
of what was.
Wrinkles don't fade
but youth never dwindles.
Like a fire it sparks
illuminating the soul.
Such Energy.
He flies and then dies.
But what of
inbetween?
Thinking back, was it all real?
all...
worth it?
Words
Such a deep rooted anger
blood soaked feelings
I Hate you
I Love you

Lonliness
everyone's there with you
watching you
they Love you
they Hate me

You don't see it
what I see
...they see
they Love you
They dispise me

Blood clentched words
hollow meanings they speak
frozen heart that beats
I love you
they Love you

Why don't you see?
What can't you see?
...Are you blind?
to my...
hatred for you?

To You

I'm sorry.
I know that I'm not much help with everything.
As much as you try I know that I don't help.


I'm sorry, about making you cry that night, I never thought that I could make you cry, but you're always full of surprises anyway.
I'm sorry that I didn't stay longer, or take that drink you offered, I felt funny...almost insecure...if it wasn't that exact thing I was feeling.


And to be honest with you, I still feel insecure about so many things. I'm always like that, with everything.
I might not sound it so much....or maybe I do and don't know it?
....I try to hide my insecure ways and have confidence in myself...but it's faked...Like a lot of things in my life.


I know this might sound down, and I don't mean to sound that way.
I feel silly a lot of the time, like I don't know what I'm doing or saying when it comes to anything, and a lot of times that's true. But I do know one thing, and you know it too.


So many questions...so many Fears, like always.
But I'll pull through, like I always do.
There are so many things that I want to say...but saying them might be the wrong way....so I'll live to tell you, another day.


Where this is coming from I don't really know, but it's as honest and true, as is falling Snow.
This message I send, though I don't know where...aiming for a heart, that might not be there.
Please know I'm sorry...because I know I don't help too much. When you reach out for me, I know I hold back my cold touch....


This song's for you Baby, because I thought that...Just maybe...
You'd forgive me
and hand me back....that one special Key...
To your....
Heart.

Dont Touch Me

She fell between the flattened stone,
Calling through her pain
She realized nothing in life will change.
Writing her blood into her name.

'Dont touch me'
She cries
'Leave me to my death,
I only have but one last breath'
Tears fell gently from her eyes
'Upon you all, I wish your dreams,
To fall in shattered pieces in thine lap.'
Breathe.
'What showed you here? This hate, this fear?'
She fell back into deep sleep.

She fell between the flattened stone,
Calling through her pain.
She realized nothing in life will change.
Writing her blood into her name.
"Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from variation or quick change?
Why with the time do I not glance aside
To new-found methods and to compounds strange?

Why write I still all one, ever the same,
And keep invention in a noted weed,
That every word doth almost tell my name,
Showing their birth and where they did proceed?

O, know, Sweet love, I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument;
So all my best is dressing old words new,
Spending again what is already spent:

Far as the sun is daily new and old,
So is my love still telling what is told."
~Shakespeare

Through Me

I wrote this last night...I dunno...I was feeling really down because I was really scared Ozzie and Maggie were gonna get so mad at each other that they weren't gonna talk and stuff...but the poem isn't about that...


I hugged your floating corpse
and I kissed your soul away
I inhaled your scent
as I made love to your dreams.
The reflection of your shadow
is what held my hand
and your falsified smile is what pulled me in
as you pushed yourself into me
...into my being
and I kissed away your cheating tears
hoping for a newer, much better day than my own.
Inside of my soul you lay your seed
hoping to find your own in me,
through me.
Your hands went right through me.
Your eyes went right past me
you looked through me.

then away,
...you threw me.

Dec. 30th, 2003

I know I'm asking for the pain...
as the song plays over and over in my mind.
I ask myself why..
and yet I see myself with you.
Ten years from now, away from you.
The song plays over and over in my mind...
I don't understand its intricate ways
my muscles are tense and my hearts stops the tears
Your eyes are so distant..so far from my own..
I don't want to seperate my goodbyes...
seperate my love...
stay with me...
please....

Long ago small poem

reach High to the Sky
as Magic swirls from fingertips of Red.
Angel feathers fall gracefully
through whipping of the Wind.
Clouds rolling by,
can you see it?
Forever lasting beauty of Vanity.

I don't think this was acttually done...but I kinda like it this way..^^; Perhaps someday I'll add on to it e.e;...though I doubt it ^^;

New poem-ness ^^!

Crystal Clear Stars
fade away into a Whisper
bouncing off Vibrations of
the Water so far beneath them
Reflections of old times past
Dwindle away in Fear
reassurance of Life
floats by on butterfly Wings
and into Freedom
the Sky Cries Blood
as immortal Angels cry out
in Sin
Tears of the Forgotten flood over
and Drown Innocence
as a Crow Flies Freely
into the Dawning Sunlight.