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well this is me just another fish in the pond of life, being myself, and not caring weather others care or not....love me or hate me I am still just me


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Monday, January 24, 2005
fragmented me

fragmented fuck
safety net falls away from me
no one left to turn to
gone forever
alone I sit in silence
and wonder how I got here
never blaming
lives must be lived around me
gone in the blink of an eye
why must they always turn black
what have I done
all I touch turns away
wanting to fade
wanting to just go away
wishing I wasnt
wishing you happyness and love
no one really see's me
for me
why me

Posted at 07:48 pm by DevilKitten
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Penny Arcade.......Rox mah Sox !!


Posted at 05:55 pm by DevilKitten
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Friday, December 24, 2004
Merry Christmas to allllll *flipz you off, smirk*

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk

You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day


its a two part song.....the guys part in blue ....the girls in red ....and green for when they both sing together ........
Merry Christmas to all ........hope you enjoyed mah holiday cheer ......sorry I'm off to get me a beer


 


 

 


Posted at 07:58 pm by DevilKitten
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Tuesday, December 07, 2004
my dearest

funny how the footprints in the sand behind me reflect you
were you always there ....or am I delusional
I want to hold you close to me
handcuff you to mah heart and swollow the key


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Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Dear Donnie

I never meant to say the things I said
I love you more than anything
time and space
minutes and hours
please ignore the stupid words of a mind blocked heart
Donnie I wish you with me for always
I tend to push away things I want the most
please dont allow me to, with you
sitting here hurting, over you
wishin upon cutting mah heart in two, for you
you hold mah dreams in your hand
tears flow from these eyes, to you

Posted at 01:35 am by DevilKitten
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Wednesday, November 10, 2004
slipping

Too much time has passed and I feel useless again.  This is the time for grace and sorrow.  Bleeding inside me, I hold nothing within my grasping hands.  What you see of me is but a hollow shell of what I once was.  Oh to be myself once again....to have someone to hold me and tell me all is alright.  I'm sick of you all and want to be inside of myself again, closed from you I breathe alone.  Alone I die inside.  Looking into the mirror of time, I cry; for once I was beautiful.  Fallen from myself, knowing now I cant be saved.  Void of all that is .......I slip into this being.......this Delirium

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Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Blutig uns

Destruction
so beautiful
Sie hassen mich
Und ich habe nichts mehr, zu sagen
for you I bleed
senceless
Ich liebe Sie
cant you see
this is too much for me
Ich will in Ihren Armen leben
Ich will in Ihrer Seele verrotten
*hands you her heart*
Ewig ich werde zu Ihnen bluten
Nur Sterbliche sterben ewig


 

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Friday, October 29, 2004
delirium ....me

Delirium is the youngest of the endless.
She smells of sweat, sour wines, late nights, old leather.
Her realm is close, and can be visited; however, human minds were not made to comprehend her domain, and those few who have made the journey have been incapable of reporting back more than the tiniest fragments.
The poet Coleridge claimed to have known her intimately, but the man was an inveterate liar, and in this, as in so much, we must doubt his word.
Her appearance is the most variable of all the Endless, who, at best, are ideas cloaked in the semblance of flesh. Her shadow's shape and outline has no relationship to that of any body she wears, and it is tangible, like old velvet.

Some say the tragedy of Delirium is her knowledge that, despite being older than suns, older than gods, she is forever the youngest of the Endless, who do not measure time as we measure time, or see the worlds through mortal eyes.
Others deny this, and say that Delirium has no tragedy, but here they speak without reflection.
For Delirium was once Delight. And although that was long ago now, even today her eyes are badly matched: one eye is a vivid emerald green, spattered with silver flecks that move; her other eye is vein blue.
Who knows what Delirium sees, through her mismatched eyes?


Posted at 10:01 pm by DevilKitten
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papa

what did I do to make you hate me so much .....am I so imperfect and devoid of love....I am sorry, I'm not the mother to mah son that you thought i should be.  but at this point I am not capable.  he is so much better with you, I feel safe leaving him in good hands no matter how it pains me.  I wish I was more to your liking.  I wish I was good enough for you.  I know I will never be.  I dont mean to take your space or breath you air.  I wish I didnt have to.  growing up I adored you ...I still do.  and you hate me......I feel like a mistake.  I feel like you would be better off without me.  and you still dont even know how much I love you.  everyone tells me that you love me so much no matter what I do. but you dont.  sometimes you look at me like I'm not even there.  I am such a problem.  would you rather me gone ?? .......I am scared .....and who is there for me through it ?? I am alone.  you do nothing but yell at me, I am just a scared little girl.  and you hate me.  you want me to take responcibilty for dexter ....how can I when I havent learned responcibility for mahself.  this brilliant boy.  I dont want to pain him with mahself.  he is beautiful, as I am not.  dont think he doesnt notice the way you feel about me, he catchez on quick.  maybe you all would be better off without me.

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Friday, October 22, 2004
you know who you are

this is happiness
you make me
thankful to be alive
wanting just whats in you
wanting nothing but you
dont you know
cant you see
the fire youve sparked in me
blazed and burning
taste the ashes
this is for you
beauty within you
I see something in you
something wonderful in blood
wishing this was mine
praying for forever
a single kiss for you
a bloody tear for you
this is my heart
open for you
in hopes that you return this feeling
hoping you feel the same
knowing I found something in you
that cant be bought
my love for you is burnt into stone
this gift for you
is me  




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