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Coffin and Writing by Jascelyn, literature

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Coffin and Writing

My writing is a coffin. It is cast from the heart in order for peace of mind and sanity, and sent into an earth-bound prison. It feels the need to try and cling to life, however, for it is afraid to be erased. When it comes time to let go, it grieves enough pain for a thousand years. It holds a slow, mourning tone and wishes to feel the warmth from the sun once more before it is alone. The mind is thrown into a torrid of loneliness as my hand picks up a pen, and my writing starts to weep from pain. It weeps at the thought of being forgotten, for it lies only on paper; it's eternal coffin. As the ink dries and the pen leaves, the mind r

I Love Like Winter by Jascelyn, literature

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I Love Like Winter

I love like winter. I am a suit of armor, a shield, and a protector. I wonder how I make it day to day. I hear everything around me in a rush. I want to live my life without regrets. I am not afraid of the future or the past. I pretend to smile more than people know. I feel like I am about to break. I touch crystalline tears. I worry about everything yet nothing all at once. I am both a lover and a fighter. I understand that to be perfect is to be fake, for nothing in life is perfect. I say what people are afraid to hear. I try to be myself and not someone's representation of me. I hope I can overcome my demons. I am never goin

Sticks and Stones by Jascelyn, literature

911 by Jascelyn, literature

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911

"You will never be anything in life." You started this, and you probably don't even know it. In fact…there were multiple of you that started this. You started to feed this monster that had taken over me, yet I don't blame you. I let you bother me. I let you slither into my mind like a snake sliding along the cool ground seeking out its thermal prey. I let you seep into my mind like water through a crack. I let you effect me in ways I never should have. The Queen turned into her own Jester; hey, that's me. "You are not pretty at all. No one would ever want you. What are you thinking? You're just a freak." I was thinking that maybe the

Our Tragic Song by Jascelyn, literature

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Our Tragic Song

Your screams are my lullaby, Your bones are breaking in my hands. I silently collect your tears as you cry, And I let out a sigh as your spilling blood colors my world. But in the end of this strife, Your crushing heart will be the melody of my life. I shall never let you see my falling tears, And I honestly wonder where yours are coming from. In the back of my mind, I expected this to happen, But you, my dear, you had nothing to fear. Until you made this mistake (you played the wrong girl, you see.) And I have an issue with tyranny. So now you're breaking apart in my hands, Your crushed heart is my melody. My tears have gone an

Did you know by Jascelyn, literature

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Did you know

Did you know that what I really want most -is for you to realize that you can't save her and you need to stop helping every one and focus on yourself so you can get better- is someone who really cares? Did you know that I want to -grab you by your hair and thrash you around like an infant in my grasp and watch you struggle for life like the piece of shit you are- travel the world? Did you know that I wish I could -strip every piece of muscle from your bones, take every vein and watch your blood pour out of you like ink from a pen and laugh when you die- escape to Ireland? Did you know that I don't understand -how that poser piece o

What I Could Give by Jascelyn, literature

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What I Could Give

I could give you my heart. But I'm afraid to hand it to you on a silver platter. I could give you a piece of it. But you would say, "It's only a piece, it doesn't matter." What could I give? Oh, what could I give- that would make you smile more than I already make you do. What could I give? Oh...what I would give- to make you smile the way you make me do.

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Reasons to Live by smilewithlove, literature

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Reasons to Live

1) love 2) the future is so much brighter 3) friends 4) seeing others smile 5) to fulfill my dreams 6) to watch the sunset over the ocean 7) not only to love, but to feel loved 8) to dream 9) to achieve dreams 10) to learn something from the hardships, and make tomorrow better due to it 11) to have your toes in the mud on a warm summer day 12) to laugh 13) to experience new things, may it be travels, may it be dancing under the moon. 14) to feel the sun 15) to take the time to sit and watch ants 16) to lie in the grass 17) to hear the crash of waves 18) to hug and be hugged 19) to make a child smile 20) to eat a piece of chocolate 21) to hear

The Loss of My Beloved by batzman1563, literature

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The Loss of My Beloved

They all say that we had nothing To me that's all a lie Because day after day I cry and cry Just wanting to die They say move on, that there's more out there But what do they care? They don't know the love we shared To start anew would mean forgetting you I can't do that so very soon As you moved on, I stood still Wanting and waiting with all my will Another girl won't fill my heart The way you did from the very start To have you back would be pure ecstasy But deep down I know that will never be So as I look back through our past I wonder how we didn't last For I see love at its best Between two lovers But as they say noth

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.:: Late Night-Nightmare ::. by TheHarmlessVampire, literature

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.:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.

Hush little baby. Dont you cry. Daddy's having fun. Mommy's gonna die. Daddy has a funny look. He kisses mommy with one word. "Fook.." It comes out slurred from the alcohol. "Hush now, my baby doll.." He whispers to mommy And slits her throat so grottely The wound is colourful, very strong to seem. I wish I could awake from this horrible dream. I whimper and start to cry. Why, why, why did my mum just die? Now Daddy looks at me And I turn away "Now my petal, Let Daddy have his way." I freeze at those words. Those sick fuckin' words. Dark figures, Surround him. Blocking out the sun. "Hush now my darling, Its only a bi

Paper hearts and confetti by Endless-RainBow, literature

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Paper hearts and confetti

And what do you do when you realize you were not worth it? A virtual voice told you the truth, told you to go on and forget about it [itisntfairitjustisntfair] But how would you forget all that was and never will be Aborted promises of a better world in a near future? The paper hearts we cut together long ago To protect our real ones Shattered into pieces with the sound of his fingers tapping on the keyboard Confetti all over the floor Were simply swiped away

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Deviant for 15 years
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Current Residence: Pennsylvania
Favourite genre of music: Techno and Screamo
Favourite style of art: Any
Skin of choice: Mine?
Personal Quote: "The only thing left for me to do, is hit the reset button to forget all about you."

Favourite Visual Artist

Vangoh

Favourite Movies

The Saw Series

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Waay too many.

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe

Favourite Games

Resident Evil 5

Other Interests

Soccer, Music, Writing

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Jascelyn

Mar 24, 2010

I Won The Battle...Can I Win The War?

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I keep thinking of the past. And how different my life was three years ago. And how much I hated myself. And life. And my family. And some friends. And everything. I stopped creating scarlet roses and skulls and hearts. I stopped playing with cold metal. I stopped using myself as a canvass... And lately...I have the urge to start again. I won that battle...but I'm losing the war.

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Jascelyn

Aug 30, 2009

See ya!

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So, I'm getting rid of all my poetry. Yup, every single entry. Why? Because as I look back at it and re-read these things, I then go and read other submissions. Upon doing so I realized that they're all depressing. My writing reflects myself. I will not sit here and write about depressing things without any glimmer of hope or something different. It's ridiculous. I'll bring back certain ones maybe, but no more entries shall be posted until further notice. "Diversity is a great force towards creativity."                  ~ Michael Eisner "Every man of genius sees the world at a different angle from his fellows."                 ~ Havelo