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Saturday, December 14th, 2002

Subject:new user
Posted by:meat_ball_baby.
Time:5:53 pm.
HI! I'm Jessica, im 15 and my passion in life is to write. i'll post some stories as soon as i get the time.

Saturday, November 23rd, 2002

Subject:Inside Out
Posted by:glitterbombgurl.
Time:7:47 pm.
You still haunt me
I can still see your ghost
And the back gate
I still lock it shut
Sometimes I hate myself
Because I no longer look for you
No longer waiting
You always waited for me
And you wern't much for showing love
Just asking for it
Then again that must have been your way
Sometimes I feel silly for missing you the way I do
The way my throat feels cut open from the inside out
And the way my eyes flood over in a cloud
I see my hands right here
But they are so far away...
Can they feel you?
Can they still remember?
Can I?
Give me one last sneeze
That isn't you
...wasn't you.
1 sigh - breathe.

Subject:Miss Hickory Road
Posted by:glitterbombgurl.
Time:7:46 pm.
I close my eyes and I can feel...
I can feel
And I don't know what I feel
My breath changes
Where did time go?
How could I ever have been
8lbs 11oz?
I don't even remember my red hair
My graceful curls
I need chemicals and heated metal to like my hair now
Where did that little girl go in the tutu?
Miss Hickory Road
Biting her cheaks because she was afraid of smiling
because everyone always told her how cute it was when she did
And what will I think when I look at a picture of me now in 20 years?
In five even?
And what will I think of me when I read this poem in 20 years?
The me I was yesterday is dead.
The me I was when I started this poem is dead.
Every second a part of me stops existing and a new part of me is born
I open my eyes
Every minute of my life is an opportunity to change
Every second is a new me
Life isn't slipping away
It's just changing, unfolding before us
Life can be one big happy memory
If when you close your eyes
Thats what you see

Tuesday, October 22nd, 2002

Subject:Little Angel
Posted by:glitterbombgurl.
Time:7:57 pm.
Little angel,
you keep me so safe
you can be whatever I want you to be
you can be whatever I need you to be
I mold you into shapes, colors, sizes
You can be a book today
Yesterday you were sleep
Who knows who you'll be tomorrow
you can be whatever I want you to be
you can be whatever I need you to be
In my little safe closet I keep you
I cherish you like I cherish a rose
Wilted and dead, but no matter
Its beauty hasn't faded over time
My need for you will never fade
you can be whatever I want you to be
you can be whatever I need you to be
sometimes I put you in people
I put you in words, in thoughts
In the smoke of a candle
In my mothers fakes accents
In my fathers smile
you can be whatever I want you to be
you can be whatever I need you to be
like everything, sometimes you fail me
like everyone, sometimes I fail you
little angel, it's okay, because you are in my mind
you are in my heart and my sould
you save me when I am lost
you can lead be back to that path,
to that iron rod I lose sometimes in the fog
And since I made you up little angel
you can be whatever i want you to be
you can be whatever i need you to be

Sunday, September 1st, 2002

Posted by:tidewithbleach.
Time:7:41 pm.
Mood: crappy.
There's a light in your eyes
And it twinkles when ya smile
I wish I may

A glint in those pupils
That shines after a kiss
I wish I might

Twinkle, twinkle, my dear star

Friday, August 16th, 2002

Subject:Hope you likeeeeeeeee
Posted by:glittergrl87.
Time:11:38 pm.
Mood: bored.
"One More Year"
Staring at reflections time after time
wondering if that pretty face could really be mine
I never saw myself this way before
Slowly loving myself more and more
Image after image, and teardrop after teardrop
They fall so quickly i fear they won't stop
I can't make up my mind about i feel about myself
I'm putting all my hopes, fears, and dreams away on a shelf
One more year 'till i come back for them
One more year 'till I see them again
One more year until I'm finally free
One more year until I can be who i wanna be
So for now, everything will just have to wait
Just staying still, frozen locked outside the entrance to my gate.

Subject:My Dreams
Posted by:glitterbombgurl.
Time:10:16 am.
In my head
I have a thousand dreams
And in those dreams
There’s a piece of me
Those dreams are like strings
I, the puppet
They control my body
And make me go on another day
One more day of struggling
Through life and taking in
Every daily breath
I am a body full of dreams
And that,
Those dreams,
Make me, me
1 sigh - breathe.

Wednesday, August 14th, 2002

Posted by:zzivanne.
Time:2:48 am.
hey guys. add me please, and i will add ya back =D

Monday, August 12th, 2002

Posted by:boyzonesangel.
Time:6:06 pm.
Hey everyone, my name's Erin, I'm 15 and a self-acclaimed poet :) I write becos I feel, becos I can, becos it matters. I've been told I have a "gift" but I'll leave that up to you to decide. I don't see it :P I love this community becos it's small, and there aren't any pompous critics who are going to tell me how to feel and how to write in order to properly express that.

So, I love you and here: my newest writing for my newest community:

You watch the Man Show with your baby hard - on; giggling in the dark as the juggies bounce in and out of focus. You're in caffeine shock, aren't you? Squeezing all the tears that will fit into a soda can before dawn breaks your door down with a hammer and someone sees. You've had enough, haven't you? No more bleeding into a coffee pot when mom walks in with packing tape. Keep the sun out and just breathe to the focused hum of your speakers. Keep away from the world; you're just a social-claustrophobic trying to make a scene.
1 sigh - breathe.

Subject:It's funny we often say that we are killing time, when really it is quite the oposite.
Posted by:glittergrl87.
Time:2:00 pm.
Mood: sleepy.
I wrote this last nite. Hope you think its worth your time to read it.

“Step by Step” By B.B.
All of my friends say it’s so easy
But thinking about it makes me feel queasy
When it comes to fooling around with a guy
I get all nervous and start to feel shy
I really like you and I wanna try stuff
I don’t have the courage, I’m not strong enough
Either I barely know you, or I know you too well
This torture makes my life a living hell
I’ve barely even gotten a kiss on the lips
Only once have I felt your hands on my hips
Yes, I’ll admit that it was thrilling
Uneasy at first, and then never-filling
Snuggled together under warm cozy covers
More than just friends, but not quite lovers
Hugs, secrets, and tons of laughter
And then we all lived happily ever after.
2 sighs - breathe.

Sunday, August 11th, 2002

Posted by:blueplaydoh.
Time:8:39 pm.
Mood: pensive.
my head is in my hands.
my heart is somewhere else.

half of my brain has been taken over by fictionauts from the 22nd century.

i have a cigarette in my mouth.
one that is almost gone.

love is a phantome.

get it, and it's gone.

lose it, and you are haunted.

touch it, and you will never be touched.

i quietly acquiesce.
1 sigh - breathe.

Saturday, August 10th, 2002

Subject:A Vision of Self
Posted by:glitterbombgurl.
Time:5:50 pm.
Close your eyes
See a vision
See what you want
Become that You
That You've always feared
Dance, Twirl, Spin
Be free
Be loved
Be love
Do not fall into emptiness
Do not be afraid
For all is well

Paint, in your mind, yourself
See all your perfections
All the beauty you contain
See what is really in the mirror
And not what you think you see
Know that you are a work of art
No matter how it looks
There is always some one that will love
You, for the art you are

Hold to your vision
Do not forget what you have just seen
Open your eyes
All that is left now
Is to become
Everything you saw
Everything you are

Posted by:glitterbombgurl.
Time:1:06 am.
As I look up to the sky
I see little butter cups
floating by
Rays of sunshine
Bright as can be
I cross paths with creatures
Creatures of God
Creatures of odd
A pleasing blessing
my little mouth
And open wound
A tired sore
But it feels no more
it only bleeds
And when it rains
It pours
My eyes
cut little slits
Spys of the brain
And I am only a dame
I should be shut up in the face
Or so they say
I must pay my debt to society
by being lame
What a shame

Friday, August 9th, 2002

Posted by:bolt_raptor.
Time:11:24 pm.
Hey... I'ma only put up a few of these. I'm kind'a new at this stuff, and, believe it or not, I get shy when I put things up anywhere. Christ, I sound like a dork. Lol. Oh well. Comments? Critique?

Bluebird gives birth, filth
resists peacefully, rivers
reverberate, gray

Asthetic shambling,
Caliber at point-blank range,
deathless succession.

Fireside pushiness,
play with fire and you get burned,

trigger persuasive powder,
maltreated power.

Bottle nebulous,
intensifier chloric,

Subject:It's funny because it's true
Posted by:glittergrl87.
Time:1:19 am.
Mood: bored.
I'm New. I'm Bernadette, And i'm 15. This is the latest thing i wrote. Hope you likeeeeeeeee:

"If" By B.B.
If i found the perfect picture, i could stare at myself all day
I could sit there hour after hour wasting my life away
I'd never call myself ugly, if i had an awesome Boyfriend
I'd never have to put on a show, or learn to play pretend
I could learn to be a model, if i had a nicer figure
I would love life too much, and I'd never pull the trigger
I could be a famous singer if i had a soothing voice
I could have a better future if i made every right choice
If i could make my own choices, and not worry bout what others think,
I could put together the puzzle of life, and fill in the missing link.
1 sigh - breathe.

Thursday, August 8th, 2002

Posted by:lawtroll.
Time:7:45 pm.
Mood: tired.
Hi, y'all. I just joined up and I'm pretty new to livejournal as well. It looks like there are some talented writers and poets here. I hope to start posting some of my stuff for you to critique.

Posted by:rjectedpornie.
Time:7:58 pm.
Here is a poem I wrote.
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Here is a poem I wrote.
My personality hated by others
My sincerity admired by elders
My whole life hated by my self
How can you all hate me when I'm barely even there
How can you know me when you never made an effort to care.
How are you my friend when you barely even listen.
How can you call me a name when you don't even know how to spell it.
I feel like everyone is staring at me.
Washing me away
Washing me away
I am dreary. I am stressed
I don't know how I'm always in some mess.
When I keep everything clean
I need help, I need a hug, I need a drug
I need a blade. I need you to see my sorrows through.

Wednesday, August 7th, 2002

Subject:What's going on.
Posted by:rjectedpornie.
Time:11:01 pm.
A new member here. This community is a little dead. I hope to bring enough writing so we as a community can share the same interest. I will {hopefully} write here occasionally. Comment as well. Bye bye
2 sighs - breathe.

Posted by:zzivanne.
Time:3:09 pm.
hey everyone i am new here. and probably will post frequently poems i write. i am not one of those like experts in writing or whatever. but i love to do spur of the moment poems of what i am feeling. hope to hear from all of you

2 sighs - breathe.

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