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Soul Stealer-Giver by poetgurl602, literature

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Soul Stealer-Giver

Soul Stealer/Giver I laugh at how things have changed. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I set out to trap you in my net, Yet I find that I am caught instead. What on earth did you do to me? It was just a game, but now I see That it’s turned into something more. I didn’t think you could open the door Into my frozen, guarded, broken heart. I thought I was way too tough and smart, Yet you got past my defenses And I find that now I’m defenseless. I thought I’d never fall in love again, Broke hearts instead for my bitter revenge. Once burned, twice shy, The story of my pathetic life. Too scared to let

Shades of Gray by poetgurl602, literature

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Shades of Gray

Shades of Gray Blurry lines of reality Bend and shift Without a warning. Ambiguity twists my head As I walk and dream Of nothing. Dark clouds form overhead, The storm winds howl and Steal my breath. Shadows stalk my every step, Black and white Cross over red, Time stands still as death, As I turn to glance Behind me. I meet your eyes, For one last time. With a crooked smile That was my demise, You silently lift a hand To say goodbye. Pretending my falling tears Are only rain, I look away. I cannot bear to see your face, A beautiful reminder Of my loss of grace, Of my trust betrayed, Of my love destroyed. Not

Oddity of a Poet by poetgurl602, literature

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Oddity of a Poet

Oddity of a Poet How odd, I think it is, That someone should put their soul On paper, bind it in ink, And present it to the world. How odd, I think it is, That someone should bare their soul To me, to glance askance, Then easily throw away… Or else hold it close, And never release it, For truly he gripped my heart in saying In sweet, yet also serious words, How what is his is always mine, And how his very being belongs Solely to me. How odd, I think it is, That someone should give their soul To me, yet I find that in his giving, A piece of mine he did take with him.

Fallen by poetgurl602, literature

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Fallen

Fallen These feathered wings of mine Once took me soaring Beyond human cares. No memory can surpass The feel of the wind, The infinite depth of the skies. But now I sing a different tune, My feathers torn and spirit shattered. I lie upon the stony ground, Blood like rubies clinging To my once-glorious wings, Fighting to draw my every breath. Earth-bound now, no hope Of touching the clouds, Even just one more time. I weep bitter tears as I stare At that unreachable horizon. This soul cannot bear such beauty. How far from heaven I have fallen! These injured wings bear down on me, Heavy and useless as gilded gold, A mocke

Day and Night With You by poetgurl602, literature

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Day and Night With You

Day and Night With You Day: Here, by your side, I could spend forever Watching clouds go by, Soft as angels’ feathers, Hearing your heart Beat against mine. A perfect start To the rest of my life. Night: Whenever you hold me, And we look at the stars, Time goes by so slowly. As I rest in your arms, I know that this is where I want to stay, Breathing the same air As you, every single day.

Listen To What I'm Saying by poetgurl602, literature

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Listen To What I'm Saying

Listen To What I’m Saying You and I were meant to be. That’s what matters most to me. You keep my heart upon a thread... I mean exactly what I said. “If I could live a thousand lives, I’d live them all with you. We could fight a million times, But I’d rather fight with you Than be content And bored to death With anyone else.” That’s exactly what I said. “Take a hint and spare me pain. I love you—and that won’t change. Let me stay here by your side, I won’t rest until you’re mine. Forever’s what I’m asking for, Come rain or shine, sun or storm. “I&#

Thousand-Fold Love by poetgurl602, literature

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Thousand-Fold Love

Thousand-Fold Love If I could live a thousand lives, I’d live them all with you. If I could write a thousand lines, I’d write them all for you. If I could cry a thousand tears, I’d cry them all for you. If I could fight a thousand fears, I’d fight them all for you. If I could dream a thousand dreams, I’d dream them all for you. If I could ford a thousand streams, I’d ford them all for you. If I could walk a thousand miles, I’d walk them all for you. If I could survive a thousand trials, I’d survive them all for you. If I could right a thousand wrongs, I’d right them all for you.

Brother, Mine by poetgurl602, literature

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Brother, Mine

Brother, Mine Brother, best friend, soul mate. It’s all the same to me, The meanings perfectly synonymous. We sit and talk together, Read books side by side. I tell him everything, But I don’t really need to Because he understands Without me having to say A single word beforehand. We’ll be together, Now and forever. I’ll die first, (It’s the eldest’s curse) And then get to the gates Of heaven and wait Outside for him Before I go in. I’m lucky, I know. I’ll never be alone. Maybe one faraway day, When we grow up, (But never, ever apart) We’ll fall in love With other people

The Best Dancer by poetgurl602, literature

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The Best Dancer

The Best Dancer There she is, twirling and swirling, All of seven years old. She’s my sister, did you know? She’s beautiful, and graceful, and strong. I love her bright smile—it warms my heart. She talks and talks and never stops. She dances and plays and sings random songs. She’s slightly off-key, but oh, what the heck? It’s all the more precious, because it’s not perfect. When she dances, her feet fly off from the ground. She dips and she skips and she shimmies her hips, And she turns the meaning of “wonderful” all inside-out. It looks better that way, I always say. After she’s done

Boy, Puppy by poetgurl602, literature

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Boy, Puppy

Boy/Puppy Sam, my brother/Max, our puppy Is three years old/Is three months old He runs away/He gives chase He shouts and howls/He barks and growls (It’s all in play of course) Sam throws a ball/Max lets it fall He holds a treat/He comes to eat He’s all tired out/He wrinkles his snout— He goes to sleep/Curls into a heap (That’s it for today, of course) Sam’s straight black hair/Max’s soft brown fur Mingle together as they sleep back-to-back His small little hands/His still-growing paws Touch each other gently as they both take a nap (Soon the chaos will start, of course) Sam/Max Boy/Puppy He end

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Soul Stealer-Giver by poetgurl602, literature

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Oddity of a Poet

Fallen by poetgurl602, literature

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Day and Night With You by poetgurl602, literature

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Day and Night With You

Listen To What I'm Saying by poetgurl602, literature

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Listen To What I'm Saying

Thousand-Fold Love by poetgurl602, literature

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Thousand-Fold Love

Brother, Mine by poetgurl602, literature

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Brother, Mine

The Best Dancer by poetgurl602, literature

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The Best Dancer

Boy, Puppy by poetgurl602, literature

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Fidelity Torn Asunder by poetgurl602, literature

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Fidelity Torn Asunder

Fidelity Torn Asunder For lack of any words to say, Or even gestures to express, What I am feeling on this day, I let silence fill the emptiness. I let the world make its own Sad excuses to explain The tragedy of a soul Dying pointlessly in vain. Death offers no false comfort To those He left behind. There’s no wasted, empty effort To soothe my tortured mind. Every second seems an hour, Every hour seems a day. I am frozen; there’s no power That can break my will to stay. Life goes on around me. Black-clad figures sit and weep. Soft murmurs break my reverie And disturb my mind’s forced sleep. Ignoring the

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Deviant for 15 years
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To tell you the truth, I wouldn't consider myself an artist, but since all of my friends are, here I am. Any questions, just leave me a message or something...

Current Residence: California. That's all you need to know.
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Large
Print preference: None.
Favourite genre of music: Pop, rock, or classical
Favourite photographer: None.
Favourite style of art: As long as I can tell what it is without having to think about it or interpret anything, it's f
Operating System: ?
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Wallpaper of choice: ????
Skin of choice: ??? I'm assuming you're not asking about my actual skin are you?
Favourite cartoon character: Rock Lee
Personal Quote: Yesterday can never change, and tomorrow is never certain, so live only for today. :~)

Favourite Visual Artist

Claude Monet

Favourite Movies

Currently Twilight (I'm so glad they didn't mess it up!!!)

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Kelly Clarkson

Favourite Writers

Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, J.K. Rowling, Garth Nix, whoever wrote the book I'm reading now,

Favourite Games

Don't have one.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Don't have one.

Tools of the Trade

Pen and paper, and my laptop when it's handy.

Other Interests

Reading, writing, walking, listening to music, playing the piano, surfing the Net, doing nothing.

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poetgurl602

Apr 29, 2009

Friend Quiz Tag

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Random tag taken from ~kumori-okami (https://www.deviantart.com/kumori-okami) who got it from a friend of hers somewhere else. Who in your group of friends is 1. The sweetest? -Lorraine and Momo. Don't make me choose. 2. The strongest? -I'm tempted to put Z, 'cuz she strikes me as kick-ass, but I think Buni is good in a fight, and Lissy can smack sense into stupid idiots any day. Of course, there're different types of strengths, so it just depends. 3. The most emotional? -Kim (in a good way) 4. The most aggresive? -Lissy (in a bad way) 5. The most motherly? -I think I am...(not sure if that's good or bad). Lissy's the abusive mother-figure. 6. The most hyper? -Tobi. Or D

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poetgurl602

Apr 15, 2009

Such a Good Day...

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Life is good. Cool. So spring vacaion's actually working out for me. There isn't that much homework, not that many chores (besides the evil laundry pile. BLEH!), and lots of good food. Easter was great and it was fun hanging out with my cousins. Though I have realized that I am such a mother. Sigh. You know how some older siblings tease their younger brothers and sisters teerribly, and fight with them, and yell at them, and boss them around, and lots of other normal, annoying stuff? Well, I"m not one of them. I'm the kind that bakes them cookies (from scratch, to all you lame store-bought cookie dough people), and gets them bandaids, and car

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Mar 2, 2009

'I Cost $3,635 a Night, Apparently'

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How much of your teenage life have you messed up ? [x] Gotten detention. [x] Gotten your phone taken away in class.(Reason for above) [ ] Gotten suspended. [ ] Gotten caught chewing gum. (Never done it) [ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.(Never did this either) Total:2 [ ] Arrived late to class more than 5 times. [x] Didn't do homework over 5 times. (if you count from 6th grade up) [ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late. [x] Missed school cause you felt like it. [ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class. Total: 4 [x] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.(Sick for real) [ ] Texted people during class. [x] Pas