| A story about a boy who has trouble being out in middle school... ~enjoy~! |
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Nevermind...Nevermind...Nevermind...
-- Here we are, friends, foes, and neutrals, all chatting with one another.
When from out of the distance you show, appearing as fast as others go.
"I like you..." You slowly say, shock hitting me like a cold wave.
While you continue to talk, at any moment ready to take off,
I respond with nervous, fast, and barely literate thoughts.
Every word in a jumble... the only word you caught was the fumble.
"No" sounded through my mouth... as accidental as any thought at the time.
With a nod and a stare.. You walk away. Me wantin
by ~InfomousPoet
The Blue BondThe Blue BondThe Blue Bond
Strutting down gray stone steps, I walk past hundreds of invited guests, Partying to their heart's delight, Smiling beyond bright.
Their faces oh so familiar... oh so similar, I know them, but they seem so linear...
Among this crowd of many friends, I'm wishing he'd be there to make amends, Then i realize how I am dead in is eyes, something I try to soon forget, if only to avoid crying.
My bonds have always been thin; flat, So once one showed promise and shape, I immediately get attached... Holding it in place, Never..
by ~InfomousPoet
When children learn fearWhen children learn fearWhen children learn fear
Out in the dry grass fields past our small city lights and bells, My family sleeps with mediocre delight, We have a little home, some editable food, and we have life! But... before we knew it, it fell from its height. Dark at night, so late it scared us with freight, Dad came home with eyes no longer emitting light, He was sure to say something... but not that night. Every day, he would come back, his face worse than the last, I would say he was sick, but only because i had a loss of words for it, He refused to stay home, for he was our only source of
by ~InfomousPoet
Losing BlueLosing BlueLosing Blue
Crackle Crackle goes the deep blue sky. Drip Drop goes thousands of rain drops, Warm skin meeting cool moisturised wind. A combination that clears my head of everything.
One. Two. Three. Four. This many close friends ran out the impending exit door. Not for joking fun, but forever under the bright yellow sun. Many long years we had endured and past,
Always and forever, you said it would last, That we would have a continuous blast. But nay. Our plans died in a crash.
Miles and miles we walked, were for hours and hours we talked. &nbs
by ~InfomousPoet
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| Warning audience discretion is advised. Well to start of my name is josh. I'm 17. Wow do i feel old. I'm a junior at THS. Nono, it's not that crapy of a school. Anyways as some may take this as a total shocker... I'm gay. Shocking rite? I know. I have awesome friends who If i didnt have there is a good chance I would be finding a brige or high ledge somewere. I believe us humans live for three things in life. Love. Drugs. Friends. I have the friends part, thats it. I'm not looking for the other two at all either. I'm a totally germaphob when it comes to food. I'm an advocate for many a things, so what what you say around me. I listen to a lot of music, not just one genre, but i listen to emo/indie/soft rock mostly. Well I think that about describe me. Wanna talk? Sure why not. My screen name is emoxninjaxgone. |
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- Current Residence: United States Of Swine Flu!
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- Print preference: Regular?
- Interests: Advocacy, Poetry, Prose, Anime!
- Favourite movie: Moon Child.
- Favourite band or musician: Linkin Park.
- Favourite genre of music: Rock!
- Favourite artist: Can't Pick.
- Favourite poet or writer: Tamora Pierce
- Favourite photographer: None.
- Favourite style of art: Poetry.
- Operating System: Windows Xp
- MP3 player of choice: Itunes.
- Shell of choice: Oyster.
- Wallpaper of choice: Yo mama.
- Skin of choice: Gothic/BLack Peral/Rainny Day
- Favourite game: Bauldur's Gate I
- Favourite gaming platform: Pc
- Favourite cartoon character: None.
- Personal Quote: "Love is a b*tch. Pain is a wh*re. and misery is the mother-f*cker that won't leave me alo
- Tools of the Trade: Pencil
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/ninjaxgone
- Email: emoxninjaxgone@yahoo.com
- AIM: emoxninjaxgone
- MSN: emoxninjaxgone@hotmail.com
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- Skype: emoxninjaxgone
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Do Not Run;
Do Not Hide.
Face Your Fear;
Make it Die.
Kill Your Weakness;
Kill Your Fear.
Then It Will All Be Clear.
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Do Not Run;
Do Not Hide.
Face Your Fear;
Make it Die.
Kill Your Weakness;
Kill Your Fear.
Then It Will All Be Clear.
(sinkin from myyearbook)
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From the farther regions of experience...
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