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moodslideImperceptibly, Stealthily, Unhealthily Like an assassin You stalk me From behind. Waiting. Always there Playing with my mind. Like a shadow You attach yourself To me Following me, Traditionally, Predictably Looming in black.... Haunting me, Taunting me Behind my back. Slowly you envelop me Cloaking me Suffocatingly In your embrace. I do not notice you Until it is too late. You are the spider And I, the fly. I struggle against you But my hands are tied. Immobilised I writhmoodslide
by ~scarlettsumtimes
screaming my thoughtsPen poised, Hovering over the paper, I clear my M I N D Allowing my thoughts to w an de r, Wondering Hoping For something toscreaming my thoughts
Flowoutofme. Thoughts tu mb le and j m l u b e In my head; But on paper they F A L L
Into line.
I need to write. I need to express. I need to share. Even if no-one Wants to hear, I w
by ~scarlettsumtimes
Entertaining strangersI I must I must learn ToEntertaining strangers
Take
It One Step At A Time No
GIANT LEAPS For this woman. Kind help From entertaining strangers Is keeping me alive. The strangers come to me In different FoRmS; Sometimes a person, Sometimes a pill Sometimes in silence And sometimes in
The noise of Music But they all help me to forget To go beyond To become
To metamorphosize Into the butterfly I hope i am.
by ~scarlettsumtimes
Fast foodSmoke, thick and heavy, hangs in the air. The light is dim, the music from the archaic jukebox, loud and throbbing. Around the tables dotted about the shabby interior, sit small groups of people chatting, drinking, smoking, and occasionally laughing loudly enough to be heard over the strains of the music. At the farthest table, alone and unsmiling, observing the scene, sits a young woman. Her drink stands barely touched in front of her on the battered wooden table. With her hands she constantly knots and unknots the tassels on her ethnic print top. She wears this top much of the time. It is a favourite - flattering or forgiving, dFast food
by ~scarlettsumtimes
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ThunderThunderThunder
Every time I see a storm flying across the Texas sky.
I think of you.
I remember you used to sit outside on the porch.
and watch the rain patter against the road.
You once said to me that god made the most amazing things.
And as i stare at you I believe it.
I miss you mother and Every time i see a drop of rain hit the road. i think of you.
So all i can say is Mom i hope they have rain in heaven.
by =wolf02
XxCrimson TearsxXThe beauty of your eyes Is only matched by the kindness of your heart Your Ivory soft touchXxCrimson TearsxX
Could make the most hopeless man believe Crimson tears fall from your skin As you try to make up for every sin Your unconditional willingness to give anyone a hand You look at possessions, as they were grains of sand And behind your deep scars Lies the past that keeps you barred I wish I could take away your pain I wish your inner demons I could tame I would hold you in my arms Till everything vanished even the stars My love is forever I would see you through eve
by ~fenton
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- Current Residence: By the seaside in the UK
- Interests: Writing,Reading, Art, Music, aromatherapy
- Favourite movie: Heathers/Natural Born Killers
- Favourite band or musician: The Violent femmes/Coldplay/The Cure/The Pixies/The white stripes
- Favourite genre of music: Indie/heavyish stuff
- Favourite artist: William Blake/dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Sylvia Plath/Adrian Mitchell/Neil Gaimen
- Favourite photographer: Too ignorant to have one
- Favourite style of art: See above - maybe fractals
- Operating System: See above (getting a complex now)
- MP3 player of choice: see i really shouldn't be here!!!!
- Shell of choice: Conch? Oyster???? Help!!!!!!!
- Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint?
- Skin of choice: Red Rizlas :)
- Favourite game: Tombraider
- Favourite gaming platform: ?????Don't have one???????
- Favourite cartoon character: Any one that keeps my kids amused!
- Personal Quote: Despair can be fatal...it only wants u dead.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, and manic depression
- Website: http://www.morbidtwist.org/scarlettsumtimes
- Email: scarlettsumtimes@yahoo.co.uk
- AIM: scarlettsumtimes
- MSN: mata_hari_babe@hotmail.com
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It was amazing to hear from you. I almost don't remember what I wrote to you, but some parts are coming back. I'm so so so happy that you're getting better. And yeah! There is hope indeed.
I'm just slightly overwhelmed. It's been so long! Things have changed so much! You're a wonderful blast from the past.
Keep in touch! I really do want to hear from you.
Much much love,
Christina.
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i havent been to my deviant page in AGES and i just found you dahlink!!! ((((((((((Sweetheart))))))))))))))) wow am i proud of you for sharing all of your beautiful words!!! (*:
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