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Missing Pieces.I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?

Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.

A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now

Shadow Kiss

Red lipstick stains her windowpane
She’s unbeknownst to lovers' eyes.
Although her soul may ache with pain
One wonders why she never cries.

Her lips they trace a victims face
She’s torn her heart out like a weed.
Although her body rips like lace
One wonders why she doesn’t bleed.

Nightfall beckons her weary mind
She plays in shadows amongst the creeps.
Although the truth she cannot find
One wonders why she never sleeps.

She breathes in a flutter of nervous lust
While her amber skin presses onto him.
To whom the one she can entrust?
Then sadness breaks her body’s whim.

Something is stirring deep down inside
An impr

In replyI'm allergic to roses and violets too, and I'm sure there's other colours than red and blue.

I thought you could have done better than that, the bubble has burst the tune went flat.

Talking about flats I want to move out, it's for the best we just don't work out.

You should have tried harder but alas you didn't, so that's us over, we are done we are finished.

Oh one more thing before I go,I know about your skanky little hoe.

So I hope you two are happy together in bed, because my dear you're out on your head.

What I'm not.I may not be the girl you write about, sings songs about, the girl you paint.

I may not be the girl that everyone wants to be, I'm just plain and simple me.

I may not be anything extraordinary I'm nothing new,
but I guess I'm here for you.

A shoulder to cry on, a helping hand. That's the kind of girl I am.

And if that is not what you want then it's plain to see.

You simply can't have me.

Never good enoughNever good enough for you.
Never good enough for myself.
Sometimes I wish I was someone else.

Killer QueenShe's that girl you'll want to know,
She doesn't make it rain, she makes it snow.

She can be fully dressed, in nothing but a vest
and a pair of white high heels, and still walk with added zest.

With a glass in her hand and a man 'round her waist,
She's got a killer instinct, and a extravagant taste.

She'll wine and dine at your demise,
But you'll fall hopelessly in love with her eyes.

She'll kiss you, and you'll feel fireworks,
And then leave with a devilish smirk.

She'll crush your heart in the palm of her hand,
And then laugh as it was part of her plan.

She'll watch you burn without a flame,
And play with your life like its a game.

UnnoticeableThe boys only learn the names of the pretty girls, the ones with perfect wrote all over them.
Perfect hair,
Perfect skin,
Perfect everything.
The girls who talk and laugh a lot at foolish little things, girls who vocabulary of jewellery is bling.
Girls who can quote all the shows, name the stars and hop from cars.
Girls who have seen the film, never read the book, those are the ones that the boys look.
And then there's me, shy as can be, wishing I became the sea so that someone would notice me.
Bad skin and nerdy specs, knows the definition of perplexed.
Though I've been here of years, you never noticed me that's clear.
And even if

Maybe.Maybe I should stop looking for the pot of gold, and just enjoy the rainbow.

My heart is stolen by the seaOne with the ocean, one with the sea.
That's where I want to be.

Spend my life down by the bay.
The scent of the salty breeze is perfect in every way.

We watch the sun sparkle on the sea.
Watch the fish swim free.

We leave our footprints in the sand.
As we walk the shoreline hand in hand.

There isn't any other place I'd rather be.
Because my heart is buried by the sea.

Already finishedI'm sitting here
It feels like prison
The blinds seem like bars
And even if it was dark night
I wouldn't see the stars

The sky is full of clouds
But the sun is mocking me
I can't listen to my music
So hear the birds on the tree

In front of me some algorithms
Nobody understands
Behind me other prisoners
With cell phones in their hands

On my right the yellow wall
Keeping me from the others
The teacher is raging
But nobody bothers

I wish I could go now
I'm already done
And sitting here bored
Is really no fun

I'll type this text later
Submit it online
Maybe a teacher will see
How students pass their time

His second chance...I'm giving him,
a second chance.
even if he did hurt me,
he's getting a second chance
but right now
we're just friends,
leading on to more though.
And I knew,
that if he came to me
wanting a second chance
I'd give him as many
as he needs
until he gets it right...

What Happened to Us?What is war? What is life?

Do we hit our brothers out of strife?

The days of peace we speak in whispers,

While with guns we march and blow people to pieces!!

Shooting, and bombing- Is that all we know?!

With bombarding planes smiting our foes?

What do we do when our children are next?

Flying to war awaiting death.

Is that all we know?

Lost in the starsShe wanted to ski in a desert, and swim in the air.
It didn't have to make sense and she really didn't care.
She liked to dream in black and white, and pick out all the colours.
Have no time to finish one, but enough to start another.
She listened to the mute, and talked to mimes.
She was always running late, but walked like she was on time.
She was in love but never fell, she even rang some wedding bells.
But people knew it all along that no one could ever tame her heart, because it was already lost in the stars.

What if?If life as we know it ended today, would you fall to your knees and begin to pray?

Or try and make amends for sins of before, and hope it will lead you to heavens door.

Or would you act like you don't want to know, and hope it's all just a show?

Would you hold your love ones tight, or do something crazy on the last night?

But if it's going to end today, do you even have time to say,

Sorry for all your wrongs, or just tell them what you thought all along.

Even the ones who believed it was true, will be shocked that it actually came through.

So in the end there's not much to say, it's the end of the world.

Have a nice day.

AugusteJe veux du bleu carmin,
Du vert grenadine,
Du jaune azuréen.
Je veux de la couleur,
Otez-moi donc ce gris
Cette fadasse lueur,
Qui agresse mes yeux,
Les rendant presque aveugles
Aux plus radieux des cieux.
Je veux du rouge torride,
Du violet sensuel,
Et de l'orange piquant,
Des couleurs qui réchauffent
Cette atmosphère morose,
Des éclats de débauche
Dans cette sinistrose.
Effacez-moi cette page.
Suivez cet arc-en-ciel.
Rapportez-moi en gage,
Une couleur éternelle.
Et peut-être bien alors,
Je vous transformerai
En un clown magnifique
En un Auguste gai,
Et plus jamais dès lors
Vous ne viendrez pleurer
Sur votre air pâlichon
Pauvre clown blanc-cassé.

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You gotta know how to hold'emYou're playing roulette with my heart,
Don't flip me over I'm not a card.
I'm not some token that can be placed,
when the stakes get higher, I'm no diamond I'm no ace.
Don't spin the wheel because you're out of luck,
And down to your very last buck.
So get your head out of Vegas, out of the lights,
Just end it all and call it a night.

Suprising little things that make me smile.It's good to know I'm noticed.

Returning to September.Summer has left us in its wake, the thought of it ending made me shiver and shake.
But before I had the chance to think, there it was over just like a blink.

And now the formidable force has returned, "education" they call it, a burden, a curse.
The early rises of the sleep heads, dragged out into the cold from the nice warm bed.

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Where the word hate doesn't exist, this place is utter bliss.
Love is the only thing found here in this utopia of the Gods, where joy is the favoured odd.
As some may be reading this, they may want to look for this heaven on earth.
But you see, each of you have been carrying the key, from the moment of birth.
Inside your heart is the key, to unlock this great mystery.
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And that is,
Happy.

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A void that can't be filled.

by ~TheIndigoFeather, Feb 18, 2013, 5:45:37 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

An echoing silence.
Haunts my bones,
I hate this feeling.
Of being alone.

An emptiness,
That I cannot fill.
I do not have the strength,
Nor the will.

What I've longed for,
Has gone and changed,
To form a monster,
One so strange.

I do hate,
What you have become.
You try and impress,
Everyone.

I hate myself,
For messing up,
One too many chances.
It's just my luck.

So I'll give up,
On thoughts I had.
It was just a trend,
A new found fad.

So many lies,
I'll fill my head.
Though it will haunt me,
Till I'm dead.

Even though I'm angry,
And though I am in pain.
It's not you,
Who I blame.

Being alone,
Is a pain I can't bear,
And though you're not who I want.
I still wish you were.

A void that can't be filled.by ~TheIndigoFeather

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

This is something that has been eating at me for ages, it's always there.
Sometimes other emotions will come and take its spot, but it's always there under my skin.
So when there's someone who that I've had feelings for, for a long time. Then the person changes, due to meeting new people who change him. So I realise that he isn't the same person, and I tell myself that he's not the one. It hurts, but it passes.
Then one day I'm sitting and he comes over, barely makes eye contact with me and I get a heavy feeling. That you miss it all, that feeling of butterflies when he's around the playful teases. Everything.
Now he's a different person, a stranger.
That's what hurts the most.

~~love 0 0~~

joy 1 1

wow 1 1

~~mad 0 0~~

sad 2 2

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

~christinehaggerty Feb 23, 2013 New member

I really like your rhythm, and you made a good use of the rhyme you had even though this is mostly free verse. Nice.

~TheIndigoFeather Feb 23, 2013 Student Writer

Thank you very much

~AnimeVeteran Feb 22, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Feels like this is happening to me right now. I'm watching it happen, and I may be in denial about it. Don't want to admit it, but I'd rather wait to face it when I absolutely have to.
Very well written, and a very clever conveyance of the feeling and emotion in this piece.

~TheIndigoFeather Feb 22, 2013 Student Writer

Since I've been there I hate the feeling though maybe you still have a chance to fix it. Me on the other hand waited to long to realise it was gone.
Thank you ver much.

=C-Allagash Feb 20, 2013

This is a wonderful piece, and as it already happened other times, I really can relate to what's written.

It's a real shame I haven't had much time to check your gallery as often as before, but this one visit (as expected) payed out.

Hope you're doing fine, and as always, it's a pleasure to read from you.

~TheIndigoFeather Feb 20, 2013 Student Writer

Thank you, it means a lot.

Oh it's ok, I hear the real world takes up a lot of time lol

I'm doing better, thanks

~TheChesherCat Feb 19, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Really interesting meter here, it was what caught my attention. One question: Did you mean for it to read "a pain I can't bare" as in, cannot reveal, or did you mean cannot carry? That would be "bear." But I like this piece, well done.

~TheIndigoFeather Feb 19, 2013 Student Writer

Hum I suppose it is bear now that I think about it, thanks for drawing that to my attention.
Why thank you

~TheChesherCat Feb 19, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

No problem, glad to help.

~TheIndigoFeather Feb 20, 2013 Student Writer

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