| My favorite character, and the one person in all of Linda's Chronicles who did not spend time dithering in ethics and morals. |
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TouchHello? Are you there? Do you see me? Do you feel me?Touch
No you don't. You don't feel me. You can't touch me.
It's like to touch is to hurt. To touch is to put a hand in boiling water. Is touch really so bad? Does it really sting to touch?
Is love so hard to express? Or am I a poisonous creature, Unsafe to touch?
Do you think I will break? Will I smash? Will I fall to the ground?
If you give me a hug, Will I want a kiss? If you give me a kiss, Will I want more hugs?
Am I mouse who
by ~shanadian
Five Year Old MurdererI honestly don’t remember much about what happened that day. Mommy screamed some bad words at Daddy, and then Daddy got out his gun, and I was scared. I hid under a blanket. I heard Mommy scream as Daddy hit her with the gun. When she stopped, Daddy went away. I crawled over to her still body. “Mommy, are you dead?” I whispered, putting one of my hands over hers, which was bloody with nails torn. “Sarah, you have to do something about your Daddy,” she said, without answering my question. “Do something. Don’tFive Year Old Murderer
by ~shanadian
I Love You, My DearHello, my dear. Dearest, dearest, dearest... Dearest, beautiful one, my sweet, Terms of endearment; all for you!I Love You, My Dear
My friend, my love... the only thing I could kiss and love at times. Do you remember me? Can you remember what we were? Do you remember what you were meant for?
Oh my love, kisses, hugs, my baby, my sweet! If only you could remember... If only you could find it within yourself to do what I don't have the courage to do. Are you unable to?
Blood, my sweet, blood. Crimson, maroon, red, ruby, garnet, so many words for the color. I c
by ~shanadian
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Other WaysDo I really want to stay here Or should I go away?Other Ways
When talking and writing isn’t enough, I turn to other ways.
Other ways, Painful ways, Punishment I deserve. Don’t ask me why I do it, I’m not even sure.
by ~bandgeekpoet42
YouI’ve slit my wrist One too many times Because of you.You
You torment me You torture me, You’ve ruined my life.
I hate you. I hate life. I want to die.
by ~bandgeekpoet42
Cut at NightCut at night, When no one’s around. Cut because No one cares.Cut at Night
Living and wandering, All alone, Cutting, Bleeding.
Let it bleed, Late at night, Let it relieve All of my stress.
It works, Not the best way, But it works, And that’s what matters.
Slit my wrists, Late at night, With a razor
Or a knife.
Let them bleed, I deserve it, No loves me, No one ever will.
Cut at night, To release the pain From all day long. I’m sucked in, stuck. &nbs
by ~bandgeekpoet42
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: OBAMALAND
- Interests: Writing, Drawing, Theater, Psychology
- Favourite movie: The Dark Knight
- Favourite genre of music: classic rock
- Favourite artist: Gordon Napier (*dashinvaine)
- Favourite poet or writer: ~xkonohaxtraitorx
- Operating System: Windows 2000
- Favourite game: The Sims 2
- Favourite cartoon character: Jason of Savage Chickens
- Personal Quote: FUNDOSHI!!!!!!!
- Tools of the Trade: pencil and notebook
- Email: sh_el_ca@yahoo.com
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If I stay in one place I lose my mind-- I'm a pretty impossible lady...
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If I stay in one place I lose my mind-- I'm a pretty impossible lady...
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Peace to you and yours
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