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Some poetry I've written over the past year. [23 Sep 2007|11:12pm]

twisteddreamer4
In love with a fantasy

In love with a fantasy;
a weeping willow sorrow.

Broken heart is crying out
and yearning for tomorrow.

It is quite a dainty thing
that aches for your attention.

You turn a blind eye to it
and show it no affection.

Her love, you cannot see it.
You're lingering on a lie.

She may not be an angel,
but by gods she'll surely try.

She sees your tears fall downward.
Happiness you fail to find.

She'd hold you, safe, forever,
if only you weren't so blind. 

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Just Some Old Stuff [16 Jul 2006|12:04am]

twisteddreamer4

I decided it would be a good idea to keep my poetry all in one place, so I'm just posting some of the old stuff from my webpage that never made it here to the community.



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Public [24 Aug 2005|10:32am]

twisteddreamer4
[ mood | sick ]

I decided to make this community public. Only two people look at it, anyway. I luff yew, Awex and Ashy! lol

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New Poem [21 Aug 2005|08:46pm]

twisteddreamer4
Thank you, Ash, for the title. ^-^

*~*~*

Midnight Pagan

Tonight beneath the harvest moon
we'll dance and let our spirits swoon.
Cast the circle, round and round,
block out evil, safe and sound.
We'll raise up our arms and call to our Mother,
light a candle and then another.
In sync we shall invoke the Lord
to join us at our alter adorned
with pretty flowers picked with care
from the gentle garden, our Lady fair.
Light the incense and breathe it in
and then around we'll spin and spin.
We'll laugh and sing and cast our spell,
asking the divine to see all is well.
Channeling energy through and through,
our minds clear and our hearts true.
Our rite continues until we've had our fill.
"As long as it harm none, do what ye will."
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No longer just me... o.o [04 Aug 2005|08:58am]

twisteddreamer4
[ mood | tired ]

Awex joined. o.o That hobo!!! lol Well, that's okay. The only problem is that he thinks I can actually write good poetry. O.o That will get you killed one day, my son. XD Okay, well, here's some old poetry... Hopefully I'll eventually get all the old ones on here. And naturally I'll write new ones when the mood strikes me! XP

 

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Argh! [03 Aug 2005|11:31am]

twisteddreamer4
I'm lame. Apparently this is my own private community... o.o lol Well, doesn't matter... My poetry sucks and at least this way no one can make fun of me! O.o Wow, I'm like...talking to myself. Gah! Anyway, incase I forgot, I've been on vacation and haven't updated this. Wow, this is confusing...

Whew! I can't write poetry, but I need a new poem!!! v.v *racks brain for something poem-y*

*~*~*

Wouldn't Be Loved

You cry and yet
the world just stands there, staring.
Why do you scream
when everything is there for your taking?
You are loved
but you don't see it.
It doesn't matter what they say
because you mean something to me
and that should be enough
to help you live a thousand lifetimes.
You hate yourself
and I'm confused
because what I see is not what you speak of.
What mirror are you using,
because I think it's cracked.
You're one of the most beautiful people I've seen.
Don't let them get you down,
that's what they want.
Don't give them their way,
be strong.
You aren't stupid, worthless, or mean
because then why would I bother?
The world is full of stupid people
and mean people
and if you were but their clone,
you wouldn't be loved by me.

*~*~*

Leave me alone, I just made that up off the top of my head. I might go back and edit it later.
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Some old poetry. [15 Jul 2005|04:07pm]

twisteddreamer4
Wait a Minute
I know you think your life is over
Is there nothing I can do to change your mind?
You broken hearted little boy
Who has decided to leave it all behind
You're ready to leave this forsaken place
And hunt for brighter, better things
To end it all would be sweet bliss
To cut loose your own binding strings
But if you seriously plan to leave me here
Wait just a minute before you do
And let me try and find a way
To tell you how much I'm in love with you
 
 

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