deadlypoison695

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Forever by deadlypoison695, literature

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Forever

Forever, have I lost you? You're fading from my sight. Can you not see we're falling? We're dying in the night. My heart is yours, Forever, I'll never turn away. I'll wait for you to find me. I'll try to make you stay. You promised me, Forever, To make our hearts as one. Did you forget, Forever, To tell me we were done? Forever, will you hold me, And sooth my heart to sleep? Tell me again, Forever, That I'm the one you'll keep. My heart will beat, Forever, Until you bid it rest. I'll live for you, Forever. I'll try to pass this test. Forever, I feel empty, My heart has told a lie. Forever, can you promise That you won't

Disposable by deadlypoison695, literature

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Disposable

A book with Grandpa's favorite quote A poem that your boyfriend wrote Your little cousin's old toy boat They're all disposable. A picture of a long lost friend A letter you forgot to send The broken heart you couldn't mend They're all disposable. A notebook from your freshman year With notes from friends you once held dear A porcelain doll you used to fear They're all disposable. The lies I'm burning to confess The love I'm yearning to caress The tears I constantly repress Am I disposable? The hollow hopes that didn't last The shining dreams that died so fast The constant fear of things long past Am I disposable? A hopeles

Track 13 by deadlypoison695, literature

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Track 13

Silently crying the tears of regret While dancing with shadows on white painted walls Screaming at echoes of porcelain dreams Praying that nightmares will soon hear my calls Stripping off layers and masks of deceit Exposing the black and white truth in my lies Tattooing the pain on my tattered, black soul Sewing my lips shut to silence my cries Acidic disease running fresh through my veins Igniting the fire that flows through my heart again, I know it's not finished, but now I might just have the inspiration to finish it...

Dreaming Nightmares by deadlypoison695, literature

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Dreaming Nightmares

Choking on my shapeless thoughts Fading in my formless dreams Lying in my doomed reflection Finding nothing as it seems. Drowning in the bloody battle Falling to a faithless place Running into open arms Weeping for a fallen grace. Dying for a taste of life Watching angels die for love Fighting those that hold me down Gasping for the air above. Failing those I loved the most Hoping for a second chance Vanishing into the darkness Disappearing at a glance. Ending things that fate began Mourning those that left me Crying in my restless sleep Wanting things that can not be. Waking in this mortal realm Seeing past this hopeless

Personal Hell by deadlypoison695, literature

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Personal Hell

Blood spilled and splattered while dreams are shattered and hopes fly away in the night. The white rug, stained, with no one to blame but the person that's holding the knife. The blood drips down 'till it spills on the ground where it simply begins to pool. The drops fall like tears cried over the years 'till my soul was hardened and numb. I drop to the floor soon I'll be no more for my death is nearly complete. So goodbye, it's the end, maybe we'll meet again if you visit my personal hell.

Death's Lullaby by deadlypoison695, literature

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Death's Lullaby

She paints a perfect picture, She tells a flawless lie, She sings a song of beauty, A haunting lullaby. Her lullaby will sooth you, Her song will give you wings, Her mournful voice will trap you, Every time she sings. Her song is one of sorrow, A portrait of her life, And those who hear are captured, Haunted by her strife. Her song will leave you crying, She'll wipe away your tears, But compassion is a falsehood, Created over years. Her song will penetrate you, A knife straight through your heart, The tune will plague your footsteps, A seductive work of art. Her song is one of anguish, An image of your fate, But you won'

Porcelain Doll by deadlypoison695, literature

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Porcelain Doll

Porcelain doll with tangled hair, People pass or stop and stare, Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn, Her parents regret the day she was born, Her plastic heart has melted down, Her stunning smile, a perfect frown, Her shining future, a blackened road, Her flowing words, a fucked up code. Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead, And voices scream inside her head, A falling rain of acid tears, Mirrors reflecting all her fears, A fire raging through her veins, Drugs to reduce all her pains, Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised, Her staggering beauty, now gone and used. A foreign beauty, now buried alone, A cryptic place

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Mirror by deadlypoison695, literature

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Mirror

Mirror, Mirror, lie to me and show me what I want to see, a world untouched, un-harmed by love, a world not cursed, that soars above, a world of warmth, not cold as ice, a world where hearts break once, not twice. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me and show me what I wish to see, a moonlit night, not pouring rain, tears cried for joy, not cried for pain, a peaceful life, a brand-new slate, a world where love can't turn to hate. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me and show me what I hope to see, a world where pain cannot occur, where tears don't make my vision blur, where happiness can't drag me down, and love won't try to make

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Nothing by deadlypoison695, literature

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Nothing

We all know what nothing means. When someone asks you what's wrong, you say nothing. It's a plain, simple, expected answer. But why is it that they believe you? Is it that they're to blind to see? Or is it that they just don't care. Well, I know what nothing is. Nothing is a blackness that waits like a bird of prey to swoop down and ensnare you. Nothing is a raging twister that destroys everything in its path and leaves only devastation behind. Nothing is a secret hidden from all eyes and ears but those of the people that it haunts. So why is it that when I tell them nothing is wrong, they don't help? Do they not know what

Someone by deadlypoison695, literature

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Someone

I turned my back and someone stabbed me. I looked away and someone raped me. I trusted and someone betrayed me. I hoped and someone killed me. I walked blind and someone misled me. I wanted death and life pursued me. I lived in hell while heaven evaded me. I was scared so someone destroyed me. I dreamed and someone turned them to nightmares. I tried and someone caused me to fail. I cried and someone relished it. I wished and someone stole my innocence. I loved and someone rejected me. I suffered and someone took pleasure. I died and no one was there.

Her World by deadlypoison695, literature

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Her World

The puzzle's peices just don't fit, My mirror shows things that scare me, A girl in black, Eyes red from tears, My mirror lies, These things can't be. She stares back from her mirror world, Touching the glass that draws the line, Her mirror world looks just the same, But those tears she cries just can't be mine. Her room is dark, no light or sound, The mirror's lies invade my mind, My moonlit sky is veiled by darkness, My world and hers can't be combined. I'm screaming but I hear no sound, My eyes can see right through her, Her hopelessness, her pain and fear, flow through her veins to kill her. Her mirror worl

You by deadlypoison695, literature

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You

They say that they love you, or that they want you to trust them, but you know that they lie. They just use you. Then they say it again. I love you. Trust me. Well, if this is love, then they were right. It burns worse than the flames of hell and cuts better than any blade. But what if that's not love? What if love is what I feel when I hear your voice? Will it still hurt? Can I trust you? Trust, there's a misleading word. You can trust someone with a secret, but that only means that they'll tell people for you, or wisper it when you're not looking. But for some reason, I trust you. Not the kind of trust that I know, b

Live Another Day by deadlypoison695, literature

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Live Another Day

Hold a knife to my throat they all think that it's a joke but it's not this is real all the feelings they can't feel are all kept down inside I just wish that I could hide from the fear and the pain all is lost, nothing to gain. Hold a gun to my head I just wish that I was dead but I'm not I survive I don't know why I'm alive but now I have the gun looks like I have finally won so I'll stop it today pull the trigger, no delay. Wrap a rope round my neck wanna die so what the heck? No one knows no one cares either that or no one dares to say what's on their mind I just wish that I could find any way to stay the

Broken Spirit by deadlypoison695, literature

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Broken Spirit

Broken spirit wandering through out the halls of gray. And knowing that she'll see them now through each and every day. She tried to fight the puppet strings she tried to get away, but tears of grief and pain and fear would always block her way. Tears of pain and grief were cried for loved ones never known. And tears of fear from all the years of torture never shown. The walls began to close her in to block any escape. She screamed and shouted endlessly with words that had no shape. She shouted for a helping hand someone to lift her out. But no one heard her piercing screams no one could see her doubt. A voice unheard that

What She Is by deadlypoison695, literature

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What She Is

Please help me save her, She's drifting away, Her time is coming, She waits for the day. I can't make her see me, She seems not to hear, She can't feel me hold her, She's drawing so near. She's crying and helpless, So close to the edge, Seeing no one to help her, To death she will pledge. She's dying inside here, We must get her out, But she won't let me help her, She's living in doubt. She's screaming in silence, Of her fear and her pain, She thinks no one hears her, That she screams in vain. She seems fine at first glance, But look in her eyes, Her world is revealed there, You'll see through her lies. She watches lif

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Porcelain Doll by deadlypoison695, literature

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Porcelain Doll

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About deadlypoison695

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Current Residence: The-Middle-of-Nowhere, NJ
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Wallpaper of choice: Black or Red...
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Personal Quote: Deal with it

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Underworld (I want her damn clothes!!)

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Jack Off Jill, Disturbed, LP, Papa Roach

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Peter S. Beagle

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DDR and Diablo2, FFX and FFX2

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horseback-riding, writing, color-guard

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deadlypoison695

Nov 12, 2009

I must sound like a broken record...

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So I'm sure you're all tired of hearing me complain about plagiarism and how hurtful and wrong it is - and I promise this will be my last rant. There is truely nothing that I can do without a small army to prevent people from stealing and taking credit for my work.  I've had people publish my work, post it to their blogs as their own to impress their friends, and even post to other artist websites to get reviews and praise.  I suppose most people don't understand why that hurts, but every single thing that I wrote and posted to this site had a personal story behind it and usually a lot of pain.  These poems are my bleeding heart on paper, an

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deadlypoison695

Jun 2, 2008

Poetry

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Hey guys, I wanted to share this little quote with all of you because it moved me and really made me think.  It was part of a letter written by one of my advisers here at college. "Poetry is what stirs your fundamental being.  It is you at your most imaginative. It is the passion to prevail and excel.  It is the motive force behind you.  Poetry is the creation of a life and mind: a life lived purposefully and purposely created by you, though you don't always understand the creation as it unfolds. It is the form you make for the content and that which impels you to imagine the form.  So at times like this, I hope you will believe that you ar

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deadlypoison695

May 6, 2008

Things are better ^^

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Today, is a good day. Aside from things going well with school (turning in some final projects, getting ready for the summer), I recieved word today that my poem "Death's Lullaby" has been fully restored!  DeviantArt and I were able to work together to resolve the mistake!  The deviation has been fully restored with the original copyright, comments, and faves!  Thank god for small miracles, right? Thanks to all of you who offered your comforting words when this was all going down.  They meant a lot to me. On another note... been starting to write a little bit again!  Nothing solid on paper or anything... but random poetic lines are running

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mercixnekoxdoll9

Sep 4, 2015

I am in love with your poetry! So much that I feel I will be checking you for more <3

helllbound

Jun 29, 2011

Your poems are extremely touching. I'm impressed by the way all your emotions are portrayed through writing. When I feel depressed I also write, yet I don't post it as I feel it's somewhat private, and of course not of the same worth as yours!! I feel a lot of respect for you, as I feel the same way you do, yet I never seem to find the words to explain myself. Even if I did, I don't think I would have the courage to let the whole world see my feelings. You're works are truly incredible, and I do hope you keep posting some more. Best of luck!

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NeryRukia

May 20, 2011

Hi there :3! Loved your poems with all my heart<3! I'll just keep in watch and look from afar >.<....good luck and keep writting the good poems, We'll be yearning and cheering for you ^0^!

RabidxToaster

Feb 10, 2011

You are a truely, truely talented poet

Lovely poems! <3

i read your 'doll' poem, and i found it amazing. the imagery is great, and i'm just amazed at how you wrote it! D;< i SUCK at poetry~
you're so amazing, sorry to hear about people stealing your poems, it's just not fair </3 keep strong, because honey you're worth it!