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Poetry for like the three people that read this!
Yearn for the burn and Swear by a Tear
To let the pain seep out my veins
To let the sorrow and poison drain
To kill the poison on my flesh
With black flames of alluring death.
It's for the burn and for the bite
yet I'm fighting back with all my might.
My twisted beauty lies within,
yet can you see the pain I'm in?
There's a twisted arousal in self-mutilation
A chance of pain and degradation.
Take the poison out of me
And put it in someone like Stefanie.
Let her crumble; let her crawl.
This is her fault after all.
Our Vituperative Pity
What a disappointment it must be
To look in the mirror and see what they see:
A girl with no identity
Who wears the cloak of ambiguity.
She hides her fears and loneliness
and tries to fill her emptiness
with every drug that she can find
and the cheap thrills that money can buy.
Without a man between her thighs
she's see what we see and realize.
But, just like her, that'd be too easy
So, she continues her fall through life being sleezy.
That bleach blonde hair and racoon eyes
She can no longer hide behind,
Because we've seen the girl she hides inside,
A girl who barely knows she's alive.
She screams for love
She screams to be brave
She screams because she's weak
and for all the drugs she craves.
Instead of uplifting the world
to make it a better place,
She brings people down so
her own status is raised.
The cloak of ambiguity, you see
Can't hide the child in Stefanie.
Phantoms
Your memory haunts my dreams.
Awaken me from this fantasy
Tempting longings of ecstacy
and shadows of eternity.
Tear me from your love's sweet grip,
which nurtures insecurity,
Taunts the jealousy in me,
And drives me to insanity.
On my soul I wear the scars
Of love's bitter aftertaste.
Clear these vituperative thoughts with haste-
Lest my decadent love will waste.
Abby Taylor
This one is about my best friend, Abby, elektrik_noise.
Take away her gorgeous eyes,
Which twinkle in the light.
Take away her tender smile,
Which makes the room this bright.
Take away her tan, taut skin,
Which tempts each time she sways.
Take away her temper sharp
And her sarcastic ways.
Take away her witty tongue
And luscious, tantalizing lips.
Take away her curvy frame
And her voluptuous hips.
And if you took away her hair,
All fresh and bouncy curls,
She’d still remain my best-friend,
The sweetest girl in the world.
Je T’aime
Je veux tenir te main.
Je veux pour tu m’embrasses.
Est-ce que je te plait
Avec ma super embrasse?
Tes mains sens comme
Magique contre ma peau.
Je m’étonne par
Ces sentiments nouveaux.
L’amour comme s’il en pleuvait;
Je t’aimais, je t’aime, et je t’aimerai.
Personnes a beacoup de regrets,
Tellement de choses qu’on promet,
Mais une seule pour laqulle je suis fait
Je t’aimais, je t’aime, et je t’aimerai.
Translation:
I Love You
I want to hold your hand.
I want you to kiss me.
Do I please you
with my lovely embrace?
Your hands feel like
magic against my flesh.
I am amazed by
these new feelings.
A love like in the story books
I've loved you, I love you, and I will always love you.
People have so many regrets,
So many things they promise,
but there is only one thing for which I am made;
I've loved you, I love you, and I will always love you.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO BE AT RYAN HIGHSCHOOL AT 7 PM FRIDAY NIGHT TO LISTEN TO GABI AND ME SING OUR HEARTS OUT! YOU BETTER COME OR I'LL CRY!
-Blaze
Yearn for the burn and Swear by a Tear
To let the pain seep out my veins
To let the sorrow and poison drain
To kill the poison on my flesh
With black flames of alluring death.
It's for the burn and for the bite
yet I'm fighting back with all my might.
My twisted beauty lies within,
yet can you see the pain I'm in?
There's a twisted arousal in self-mutilation
A chance of pain and degradation.
Take the poison out of me
And put it in someone like Stefanie.
Let her crumble; let her crawl.
This is her fault after all.
Our Vituperative Pity
What a disappointment it must be
To look in the mirror and see what they see:
A girl with no identity
Who wears the cloak of ambiguity.
She hides her fears and loneliness
and tries to fill her emptiness
with every drug that she can find
and the cheap thrills that money can buy.
Without a man between her thighs
she's see what we see and realize.
But, just like her, that'd be too easy
So, she continues her fall through life being sleezy.
That bleach blonde hair and racoon eyes
She can no longer hide behind,
Because we've seen the girl she hides inside,
A girl who barely knows she's alive.
She screams for love
She screams to be brave
She screams because she's weak
and for all the drugs she craves.
Instead of uplifting the world
to make it a better place,
She brings people down so
her own status is raised.
The cloak of ambiguity, you see
Can't hide the child in Stefanie.
Phantoms
Your memory haunts my dreams.
Awaken me from this fantasy
Tempting longings of ecstacy
and shadows of eternity.
Tear me from your love's sweet grip,
which nurtures insecurity,
Taunts the jealousy in me,
And drives me to insanity.
On my soul I wear the scars
Of love's bitter aftertaste.
Clear these vituperative thoughts with haste-
Lest my decadent love will waste.
Abby Taylor
This one is about my best friend, Abby, elektrik_noise.
Take away her gorgeous eyes,
Which twinkle in the light.
Take away her tender smile,
Which makes the room this bright.
Take away her tan, taut skin,
Which tempts each time she sways.
Take away her temper sharp
And her sarcastic ways.
Take away her witty tongue
And luscious, tantalizing lips.
Take away her curvy frame
And her voluptuous hips.
And if you took away her hair,
All fresh and bouncy curls,
She’d still remain my best-friend,
The sweetest girl in the world.
Je T’aime
Je veux tenir te main.
Je veux pour tu m’embrasses.
Est-ce que je te plait
Avec ma super embrasse?
Tes mains sens comme
Magique contre ma peau.
Je m’étonne par
Ces sentiments nouveaux.
L’amour comme s’il en pleuvait;
Je t’aimais, je t’aime, et je t’aimerai.
Personnes a beacoup de regrets,
Tellement de choses qu’on promet,
Mais une seule pour laqulle je suis fait
Je t’aimais, je t’aime, et je t’aimerai.
Translation:
I Love You
I want to hold your hand.
I want you to kiss me.
Do I please you
with my lovely embrace?
Your hands feel like
magic against my flesh.
I am amazed by
these new feelings.
A love like in the story books
I've loved you, I love you, and I will always love you.
People have so many regrets,
So many things they promise,
but there is only one thing for which I am made;
I've loved you, I love you, and I will always love you.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO BE AT RYAN HIGHSCHOOL AT 7 PM FRIDAY NIGHT TO LISTEN TO GABI AND ME SING OUR HEARTS OUT! YOU BETTER COME OR I'LL CRY!
-Blaze