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I Won't ForgetAll those insipid lies,
You think you can tell?
Well, let me tell you.
You have no clue,
How they make me feel.

I hate you,
I despise you,
I loathe you.
I can't even bear your passive face,
Or be fooled by your angelic grace.

Why couldn't I just forget?
Why burden me with all the regret?
I am not ready,
My shaking fists aren't steady,
But all my tears are dry; never wet.
Laugh, Love and LiveLaugh, Love and Live.

The only contagious and infectious cure.
         Considered something natural and pure.

Uncontrollable but influential,
               In times of need it is deemed essential.

We each have our own signature expression.
                      The ever lasting opposite to depression.

Known to provoke tears of delight.
                             Even when heaven seems out of sight.

Something that can lighten any situation.
                                     It has the power to tighten and fuse any relation.

An antidote we are all able to access.
                                             Something we
Fever DreamsWhen you first noticed the bite on your arm
It was small, nothing to fear.
There was not a cause for alarm.
The pain didn't throb or sear.
It was dull, but infection came
The fever surged, a silent curse
A wild heat that could not be tamed.
And sanity dispersed.

Fever dreams,
A presence rifling through your memory
A changing trickster filled with restless glee
Sending phantasms, intensity.
Worlds that before you could not see.

Fever dreams.
Oh how they haunt you in the sucking heat.
Swarms of insects seeking easy meat
Filled with need, thousands and thousands of beating wings.
Backlit by a blood red sky, under a sun where lif
LaughterLaughter
Smile is with the innocence of a child
Laughter not far from innocent
No way
To think straight
And pulled down to you
I've never seen you this way
I don't struggle
I respond as I can
But I am not let go
You don't let go
I see your mind blank
And I am trapped here
In what you think
Is your love for me
But
All is with consequence
Take my life
And
End in hate
All
Is with consequence.
Era of RealismHow about let's pretend
That none of this is real.
We can escape
In our own world.
Let's care only for how we feel.
Why would you want to live
In a place where there
Is never a reason to smile?
Who wouldn't take the chance
To get away for a while?
Catatonia.Time stops
Expands
Disappears
Goes by

Space pushes
You inside
Wanting you to stay
Like this forever.

Touch is felt
Is still there
Like nothing happened
Alluring.

Sound is there
You can hear them
Hear it
But do nothing.

Voice is frozen
in an inner  scream
not to answer
forever like this.

in all eternity.
As long as it lasts.
I'll Never Be PerfectPerfect;
That's what you said I was.

Perfect;
It's what I thought you were.

Perfect;
That's what you told me we'd always be,
But now, darling, I know that you were lying to me.

'Cause there's no such thing as true perfection,
& That night when you left me, baby,
That was nowhere near perfect,
& That was the very last thing I wanted.

You told me I was perfect;
You told me that you loved me,
You told me that you could never leave me,
You told me that I was all you'd ever need,
But when you left me the other night,
I realized what I really meant to you;
                  Nothing.

       {I wish you would have stayed}

You sh
Who is She?Who is She?

She is a leaf lost in wind
Blown about by all emotion
Vulnerable to every sin
Tainted with life's potion

She is a book of secrets locked in
All these life stories do now unfold
As She holds the key no one can win
These wants and needs already sold

She is weather ever-changing
No one can predict this storm
She listens much as they do not
And wonders, will "I" ever take form?
DARKEST STARShe exists in an inevitable vacancy, a Dark Star
shining beneath my skin, frayed by these undone
laces of Pain where only emotion-broken and liberating
-climax my secret heartache with the tears of a
lifetime and circumstances that still leave their
shadows inside me, stalking my Dark Star where
she writes...but her last rhythmic blow of light
guides me outward to align my vulnerability with
the blood-ink of the Universe, and there my soul
sips the starry spill of the Milky Way as I stretch
myself from Star to Star, searching to pluck out
the words where they imbed themselves in me, deep-
seated nettle and lyrics of white, I can f
DilemmaDilemma

Reach through the bubble
Orbits of shooting stars
Too flawless to be real
Those perfect circles suffocate

Crush the dormant fear
Memories of tomorrow drip down oh so loud
In a world where corners have not been invented
You're standing in your tears of joy

Or maybe it's another boy
Who offers you a scared gaze
From the mirror
Do you still wish truth's voice to sound clearer?
Into the dark no moreNo more dives into the deep
Let me stay in the shallow
I'll dive into the deep again
But not now, not today

I'll stay away from the dark
and the dangers down there
Let me stay inside the light
Where I can restore again

Let the light touch me
The dark won't get me
I've seen enough of it
turned my back at it

The sun can warm me up
To the inside of my heart
No more darkness inside
what I call my mind

Maybe a spark left behind
To remember how it was
So I don't want to return
To the darkness ever again
Cinema SparksImagine a man and woman,
or woman and woman,
it really doesn't matter;
huddled together beneath
an umbrella as if it
were a tree with long branches
to stop the rain and
block out the sun,
or simply provide a sense
of security if the weather
were to suddenly change,
it really doesn't matter.
For whatever reason,
they are together-
but what's interesting is
they obviously do not even
know each other.
They both clutch the umbrella
but their hands are
very
careful not to clutch
each other's;
because in some cultures
it's not polite to
touch strangers,
but in this case,
it really doesn't matter.

For whatever reason
they
a feeling of Being AliveBlending in and pretending to be someone
It's been my life for years
I'm just a killing machine for hire
Running and hiding seems to be the right thing to do
It was a failed tasked yet I felt relieved
That will be my last task
To start a new life will be hard
A lot of people now are looking for me
Especially my boss that I must avoid at all cost
Why must I leave it unfinished?
Why must I feel this unknown feeling towards my target?
Why does it have to be you?
It's the first time I felt alive, that I'm not just a machine anymore
Like everything and everyone matters
To you I'm just a human being looking for someone to love and c
The Heart-Breaking SituationThe Situation.

She visits the store every Saturday.
Her children rampantly destroy the aisles,
She struggles to maintain control.
Judgemental eyes question her parental prowess.
Her hair untidily secured by thinning beige band.
Her fingernails are notable jagged and ink like.
She devotedly monitors her offspring,
Her shoulders overburdened from the load.
She continuously checks her phone for a message,
That she knows will never come.

He wakes up downheartedly,
Ignoring the several missed calls on his phone.
His neck covered in purple blemishes.
A young female wearing his striped shirt turns over,
He nudges her hand of his expos
Is it too much?Is it to much to care
thinking that someone will appreciate it?

Or is it too much to cry
when everyone around you is smiling?

Is it too much to show your emotions
when everyone around you calls you a whiner?

Or is it too much to open up to others
when you know that they will hurt you more?

Does it make you weak
or even insecure about yourself?

Is it too much to try in this world
when everyone around you is starting to give up?

Or is it too much to handle
all this pain deep inside?

Is it too much to express yourself
and show that you care even though no one appreciates it?

Or is it too much to stand up for yourself
and for eve
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A Tiny UnderstandingHolding myself
like secrecy
amongst you all

I need myself
not something
you, yourself, thought of

To me,
your just like
everyone else

With your lies
your prejudecies, hate
. . . lonely pride

I've entered a little of your thoughts
and survived
to tell the tale

You should of killed me,
so you said
but you needed me

you needed me
to cover up
the justly wronged

  -  -  -

I walked away clean
A Third LedgeA cup of tea, and a statue to my failures,
look at me passively,
and speak your whispers.

A glass of your strongest,
a battlefeild from 1770,
look at me suspiciously,
give me my .38 caliber
so we can agree.

A drink of purety
out of lifes palms
look at me, not
think of me, not
let me play my cello
I'll be right here, by this tree.
Another Roundpour me a glass
i feel this is too much
swept up by my own washed out emotions
just a twist oy your lip has set me off
a close enough touch
a misguided sway
a step to step motion

pour me a glass, and
drink to your class
in which I can not
compare to.

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I Am Fear

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The release of an arrow,
heading straight for
my motivated deamonic soul,
with its black veins coursing through me.

The arrow, I can see,
is of a tribe that dreads me,
worshiping me in fear.

I Am Fear.

Poison pointed right at me.
I am ready, and so is my shield
masked in arrows, it takes its last one.

This waiting has gone on long enough.

Arrow shafts break,
as my sheild falls to grace.
Poison ruing the fresh grass around me,
whats left, from what I haven't touched.

A movent to my left, I see it
but I look right. I see you.
I turn and grasp my sword, in antticipation.
Your chest rips open, course blood running from your lips.
Your commrad screams, and charges. I glower with the kill.

A smile broadens on my face. I can't be bothered.
Its myself against you all. My sword, and your throats.
Deranged glory, to this day.
To this day I hold psychotic pleaser in your pain.

I stand on your land,
sword a-ready,
waiting to kill you,
and more of your commrads.

I Am Fear.

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I Am Fearby ~FosteringReef

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It's me against the World. I stand opposing, no matter what.
©2012-2013 ~FosteringReef
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~dumbplum66 Mar 17, 2012
fricken amazing!!! :heart:
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~FosteringReef Mar 17, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
thank you.
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~dumbplum66 Mar 17, 2012
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~Tamilist Mar 1, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Very nice:)
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=gregmcevoy Feb 29, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
Beautiful. ~gm
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Mood: Wow! !Metalrockindaddy Feb 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I freaking love your writing! Well done.
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~FosteringReef Feb 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I freaking love your comment!! :heart::heart: Thanks!

Stay cool.
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!Metalrockindaddy Feb 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
You are welcome .... More Iron Maiden for everyone!!! :headbang:
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~FosteringReef Feb 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Oh so true!! Rock On!!
Run To The Hills.
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