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HeadspinI live inside my head Where you can feel the walls breathingHeadspin
and there's no air outside. You can lick the sunlight from your lips And you can taste it. You can talk with nature but no one makes a sound. No one wastes their breath here. Scribble your thoughts in the clouds, blow them away when you're done. Cling onto the moon and see where she takes you. Float up to the ceiling
and listen to my guitar playing the music I taught it years ago.
by ~CheekyOtter
Young and StupidWring out the dregs Of my thriving denial. Bruise-stained lips Frame a sanguine smile. Golden embers crackle, Smoke blankets my tongue, But it's okay. I'll survive. You don't die when you're young.Young and Stupid
by ~CheekyOtter
Kiss Me, Please...You told me I was beautiful. You inspired the dimples, You inspired the smile. You created the notion of this being worthwhile...Kiss Me, Please...
I felt the hot blush swell across my cheeks And it was wonderful. You cradled the delicate framework of my face in your hands And it was wonderful. You held my body against yours - I could feel you breathing deeply And it was wonderful You ran your fingers through my hair, condensing your strength, I know you cared, And it was wonderful
Yet, That was all.. Wonderful.
by ~CheekyOtter
ShadowsDarkness here, Where shadows appear. Within my thoughts I invent my fear. Deafened by the voices when no one's around, I cast my own shadows upon the ground.Shadows
Time will tell Yes, Time will tell. I'm the only one left Who knows too well. My dirty lungs - the only sound, Gentle breath sweeps inky ground.
Iced night air, The Moon's cold stare, The trees still whisper As I recline, unaware. A starlit kiss - then I am found. My soft silhouette shall caress the ground.
by ~CheekyOtter
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Horatio's American DreamsPart I.Horatio's American Dreams
I walk past latter-day messiahs who have the tact to crucify themselves before the rest of the world, the pride to beg for humanity, the humility to shit and piss and rave, and the gall to ask for your spare change.
There are broken flowerpots on the street- scattered, spewing fertilizer that will help retake the land one blade at a time, inch by inch, parking lot by sullen parking lot; or maybe as a bomb- send us nature in the mail by overnight express.
Petals gather in frightened clumps out by the ashes of the woodshe
by ~Tridelvior
My fairy princessPoetry in motion, Voice like song, Hair that danced in the wind, Playing against her golden skin, Framing her cheeky fey grin.My fairy princess
Soft brown eyes, That twinkle like stars, Graceful in every breath, She was beauty, Enchanting people with her smile.
The world is less magical without you here. All magic seems to have faded away, Now your gone. Even the sun doesn't shine as brightly. Even the moon seems dull, Now your gone away.
Touch so gentle, Just like your spirit, Your light burnt out too soon. Love and caring ex
by ~AngelofDarkShadows
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- Interests: Art, playing guitar, horse riding, writing, music, mind-altering substances.
- Favourite style of art: Anything that makes you think, anything with a story or anything that I find attractive in some way.
- Shell of choice: One in which you can hear the sea. ^_^
- Skin of choice: I can choose my skin? Purple please!
- Favourite game: Hide and seek.
- Favourite cartoon character: Stewie Griffin.
- Tools of the Trade: My hands and my mind.
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