Pretty Little GlaciersCold in the night, Cold in the daylight
White like a stone, blue tints like a river
On a sunlit day I may heat up,
On a moonlight night I may cool down.
I can be considered too cold for the tough,
Too cold to avoid the frostbite, to avoid the pain.
The weak and the strong try to master me, to bear and to fight my frozen surface.
But not even the seas can bear my faults,
One day I broke apart, broken into many piecies.
I fell down, down, further into the shivering water,
Blue like the night sky.
The mountains are full of me,
The icecaps crave me,
The need of heat despises me.
The white fractures, the sharp cliffs,
That blueish Pretty Little Glaciers by *JesterFunny
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It Drips and FallsThe sadness in my heart, the pain of everyday
The little light I give, the darkness I crave
Every night and every moment, every time of release
It starts from my eyes with a short departure,
A trickle from above seeps south my face, like a river washing over the land.
Given time, more drops will come,
My eyes will play as clouds as the tears play like rain.
These are tears, many of them,
They can come from sadness, they can come from joy.
The river flows down from my eyes, the clouds,
Onto the land, my face,
Down southwards until wiped away by the ever so interefering hand.
The hand wipes away the moist release,
Taking the depa It Drips and Falls by *JesterFunny
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What Have I Become?Where am I going?
I had a rough past, a rough start.
But a rough future? Impossible!
Nobody knows me! Who are you?
I'm not controlled, nor possesed,
loved or remembered.
No, I am given the darkness of day,
The light of the night,
Everyday meant to creep and wallow.
Given the time, I can be fine,
But from summertime to winter, I am always cold, bare cold.
Though I do not shiver, I do not let myself be known;
Music plays but I don't sing along,
The people laugh and play, but I can't join in.
You bundle up for the winter,
while I stay out in the bare cold.
Not a chance, nor a word, is given for my dissappearance.
I was long forg What Have I Become? by *JesterFunny
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.:One To Not Be Found:.
You were lost, and never seen again
You presence was welcomed far and through
You were always there, in rest and in motion
You meows made the quietest noise,
We could almost never tell you were there.
But we always knew, we always saw you
You watched over us every night, everyday
Your soul will never be thrown away.
I will always keep you close inside,
Close to my heart,
And never forgotten.
We are uncertain where you went,
Or if you are planning to come back,
All we know is we assumed the worse
But your memory, your every being
It will always be remembered.
I always cherished you,
The black cat always crossing my path
The o .:One To Not Be Found:. by *JesterFunny
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The Colourful Escapades.A small, blue indigo crayon stood upright at the edge of a table, staring, however the heck that was possible, at the door to room 312. Soon, through that very door would come miniature, tubby little things with sticky hands that grab and pull, that would bring his brand new pointed tip down onto standard sized letter paper with enough force to snap him in half, which if he had a nervous system, would cause more screams to arise from his non-existent throat than would from that one blonde chick in old horror movies. Soon, from that very door, would emerge the very bane of his existence.
KINDERGARTENERS
But this particular crayon had a plan. The Colourful Escapades. by ~squischie
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Charles and MimiShe held the heart tight, knowing that it wouldn't fly away this time. Not again, not never. She kept reading the words to herself, over and over again. Every time she would feel a new emotion. Love, happiness, anger, jealousy and then, she felt sadness. She didn't know why or how, but then she heard a crowd cheering. She got up and ran as fast as she could. The cheering was coming from the city hall, and when she arrived there, she tripped over a rock, her face landing into a bush. She got up hurt and hid behind the bush. She saw him, Charles, wearing a fancy black suit. He was giving a potato ring to a girl. The girl, was Mary. Me and her Charles and Mimi by ~yourladydark
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HIZ contestThere was once a girl named Annabelle, who loves to play.
She would sit under her favorite tree, all day.
She would play cards with imaginary friends,
but sadly, they wouldn't have hands.
Mimi her older sister came one day to play
and they decided to play checkers, and then make something with clay.
Charles then came along,
and boy, were they wrong!
Charles tried to cut down the beautiful tree
Annabelle stopping him trying to make him flee.
I love this tree" she said with all her might
And I won't let you cut down this tree, no, not today or tonight.
Charles sighed and smiled,
they later sat down and said he was sorry,
then sa HIZ contest by ~yourladydark
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In your heartMimi held a paper heart, a pink one to be exact, and she looked at the words slowly reading them and she sighed. The heart was from Charles, and she loved it with all her might. This is the first thing Charles gave her, and she knew she wouldn't let anything happen to it.
She carried the heart to her favorite hiding place and gazed at it. All of a sudden, wind gusted, and the heart blew away. Mimi tried to grab it, but failed. It soared threw the air, and then disappeared into the clouds. She then started to walk to Charles's house, and wanted to tell him what happened. She knocked on the door, and Charles opened it, and was holding the pink In your heart by ~yourladydark
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The beautiful treeThere was once a girl named Annabelle, who loves to play.
She would sit under her favorite tree, all day.
She would play cards with imaginary friends,
but sadly, they wouldn't have hands.
Mimi her older sister came one day to play
and they decided to play checkers, and then make something with clay.
Charles then came along,
and boy, were they wrong!
Charles tried to cut down the beautiful tree
Annabelle stopping him trying to make him flee.
I love this tree" she said with all her might
And I won't let you cut down this tree, no, not today or tonight.
Charles sighed and smiled,
they later sat down and said he was sorry,
then sa The beautiful tree by ~yourladydark
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