

Where I've BeenI’ve been to where the voices go to reverberate off of white walls and sink into soft minds “Do you want to play?”Where I've Been
I held onto a wrinkled smile And fell in love Fell in love with a ghost Who was never really there
And I’ve watched the shadows kiss my reflection in a distorted romance I ran a hand through my hair And watched you watch me And it’s a bout time About damn time That you cried
I’ve been painting With glitter With rust With intense concentration Swirls and hectic strokes A self-port


Feeling and Seeing CollideIn the gloom We feel them radiate As they dance under flickered coloured lights You start to go to them and I watch you (But cannot follow)Feeling and Seeing Collide
In the heat I feel them send shivers across the dim you take on an iridescent glow and I gaze back, entranced (but I’m being tugged and you can’t follow)
So you sink into the crowd All hands, arms, and strobe lit waves Music gets louder, more insane, braver, more there Rolls up to me, heat upon the cold I can feel the sweat the passion the twists of desire But I cant feel you. &n


DizzyAbout the time the headlights fade a whisper is screamed and the candles are lit (one by one) This girls starts spinning so I close my eyes and see what's not there...Dizzy
Rain on a Sunday coming to serenade coming to saturate coming to swallow me up
Spin.. with a heavy head Spin.. with a dizzy heart
A vibrant rewind ashes to smiles ashes to wine ashes to cover me up
Spin.. with a metallic grin spin.. with a sweet addiction
About the time the ca


Beyond and BehindSo the spinning has slowed to a muddled twirl and the triggerBeyond and Behind
has come to a smoking halt And I hate the way this day feels somber
I watched detached as the clock dripped down my wall ticking
and tocking puddling at my feet
Solemn I traced white walls with a stiff finger with my core walls I didn't create walls I can't tap and I know what lies behind them beyond them... demons and sensual angels a poet with an addiction a lover with a secret and a reflection with


SalvajeRipping apart the broken wounds, Too impatient to let them bleed. The decedance of the common man, Not fake enough for you to believe.Salvaje
[Chorus:] Scars crying their final goodbye, As they climb through the surface, awaiting to die. Decieving their reason on the waking night, Bleed through their essence for the final time.
Sworn to hate myself all the time, By exile to the place of horrid silence. Secrecy becoming my unwanted ally. Don't know why I even tried this.
Scars crying their final goodbye, As they climb through the surface, awaiting
Devious Comments
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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I really cannot understand why people choose to ignore the "ART" part of deviantART
It's in fucking capitals!
How can you miss it!?
*The-Shadowed-Angel
~jaded-reflection
~kapari
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...we're only breathing...
~J
Keep up the good work.
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I'm here if you want something done right.
to in fro
there in here
as long as u r happy
does it matter if you r too busy?
but does it matter if u r too busy
as life is legalize away to other control
as one day we might wake up to find
only televised rights to what we may be
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always dream even when awake
it confuses the world and lets you defy gravity
me
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"Life may not be the party we hoped for,
But while we are here, we might as well dance....."
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"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you."
-Jim Morrison
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I love your comments and your textures
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"Awake,
shake dreams from your hair my pretty child
my sweet one
Choose the day. Choose the sign of your day.
The days divinity" _Jim Morrison
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The one thing I know is when I turn out the lights/Visions of you, dear, dance in the night/I've been put down, pushed around apprehended, and led downtown/Can't help it if I'm out of sight/Cause I'm restless tonight.
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Illuminati: Fuck off! -23
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equal opportunity lover
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