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torsosmy symbiote vents
invective shapes that
don't count
implant that silver
spoon of yours of
shining stars these
impressions not indelible
though damn near

I'll control the flow
in and out and
into you, screwy
doctor flurry
of inactivity
a talisman
against sight I could
press this button and
reactivate it I
could yell
so loud
it smashes us to pieces

and round and round
and round I'd go,
going
and glowing

Advice from the sun not forthcomingGo out, child,
and let them in your hair.

Now I'm not quite -
godlike,
wanted as badly as a child
who should have burnt
their fingers in pastured sin -
homesick,
bred in the curve of flesh
for a place that's never been
a certain disappearing word
but now -

Don't deny acts to
the day, unmare,
walked along a run,
beached like an yolk,
on an iron cast spoon,

thrown up in salt air.

MotherLook to your children
See the job you've done
One of them is trembling
The other one has gone

oh spaceoh space I spot in you
suns
slow explosions

build bomb-shelter
underground where it's at

I had coin
that was mine
I had plants
they withered

my mother skull
I look
inside

I wipe my tears
there's no such thing

it sounds it is
as if
the gods were
mad at us
it's set
it's

small animals
in laboratories

it's spelled wrong

I could not find
where else
or the spine

Pool Of WonderWhy is it that I still come to her aid?
Why is it that I still do things for her and she doesn't recognize it?
Why do I still try to show her things that I know but she sees it as nonsense?
Why do I put up with her?

I lend her something of mine and she insults it by calling it "Ugly". Something that is artistic.
She thinks that what she says is true but she can't prove it just by what she sees.
I tell her my side of the story, yet it is like talking to a wall.

She doesn't listen to me nor understand me. I speak clearly and explain, but she still glares at me.
I don't know what else to do but to keep trying to make her understand. There is

ExpectationsTonight is the great night!
Tonight Vicki will finally return!
He promised to get it for me.
A replica of the awesomest weapon ever!
Only a few minutes left.
Oh this is so exciting!
A real replica of the famous Kyle!
The sword wielded by you, the White Warrior!
I have all your posters, trading cards,
And even a blood sample of all your victims!
Cozly I'm also wearing the original 4-V-Costume.
Made of 100% elven leather!
The only thing missing now is Kyle!
When I have him I can be just like you,
Move like you, fight like you!
Dance, crush and slash!
Oh I wish I could hold Kyle in my hands right now!
His ebony grip and blade forged of the fines

Kidnap Your HandI see you, my prey, long before you see me

You are oblivious, happy in your solitude

Thinking that nothing could ever happen to you, no

Things like this only happen to other people

You hear about it on the news, hear people whisper

Talking, crying, judging, lamenting

So many mixed emotions, mixed opinions

When you see what happens to people

When they fall victim to predation

It constantly surrounds us, perpetual, undefeated

No matter how many times someone tries to stop it

It just keeps happening, to so many unsuspecting innocents

You will never know quite why it happened

You may not even believe it

But it's very,

Dear motherI will leave you now.
Don't cry, cause the sun will be clouded if it finds out.

I will find my way so,
Don't guide me cause the ravens won't let you do that.

I will be safe
So don't worry about me, cause you and sis will inspire me to continue
But..

If you cry

If you guide me

If this is still worrying you.

I will be there so you can cry on my shoulder
I will let you guide me
I will call you every time I cry

Because I love you.

Melt Me DownA quiet sigh echos
because I am not what you wanted.
I never was.
I am not what you expected,
and you do not like surprises.
So you heave a sigh and
you pretend you aren't impatient,
resentful,
that you do not wish
that I had been someone else.
That you had been able to chose who I would be
before I could ruin myself
the way that I have.
You pretend that you do not wish
that you could reshape me,
melt me down and reforge me,
tear me down and rebuild me
in your own design
regardless of how I would feel about it.
You do not understand,
you do not want to.
You try,
you try and try and try,
but I am not what you wanted.
I never was.
You pretend that it is not true
that I no longer make you proud.
And it isn't-
I never did,
so i cannot stop.
And you wish it wasn't so,
you wish you could change me,
but you can't,
and even as you try,
disregarding all possibility,
I am fighting you every step of the way.
You are trying to melt me down and reforge me,
trying to tear me down and rebuild me,
and

On the ContraryShould I be sorry for hurting you?
I knew it was the wrong thing to do
I'm the one you fall onto
Not the one who pushes you to the edge
After all
I'm your perfect one
I didn't lie on the floor
Of the apartment hall
Taking the seed of an illegitimate child
I didn't swallow the cancer at age fourteen
I didn't crush up the fine white crystals
And send myself into oblivion
I wasn't the one who
Took a hand to your throat
Fists to your ribs
Knife to your heart
I just lived a thousand miles away
Under the roof of the scum that dared
To look down upon you
To see you for who you really were all along
With all the vile rottenness
You desperately tried

things on fireblurred out who
saw smashing
blonde of
irritation melding
with the space surrounding
I
deserve it

if I could I would
stop
stop
stopping
to see something
happen
a voyeur a luminant
tangle of wires
computations
that come through so garbled
as to be unintelligible still

it'll do / I'll do
/ things on fire
I'll try to spell my name
and figure out
my age

I'm unsure

how much I've held
or hold
or how to loosen
my grip

LearningMy son troubles his teachers
Because he thinks too quickly
In lightning strokes of understanding
Leaping ahead
Impatient
Ideas are symbols, ever changing
Concepts dance, recombine
Body and mind
Moving, moving
No time to write
Catching words
Pinning them painfully to the page
In cursive strokes?
No.
He would rather run
Fight
Laugh
Leap
Thoughts move too fast to capture
On a static page

My daughter troubles her teachers
Because she leaves the classroom
Her body stays quietly
But she has gone to the moon
Or across the street
Or into the body of a bird in flight
Words trouble her
They shift and tumble
Senseless, disorderly
Pictures, movies, soun

Painend The creepypasta

I must tell you, frankly, buy the new Pokemon Black game online, has been the worst decision of my life. You will soon understand why.

A couple of months ago, I made this mistake: I got my Pokémon Black game, buying it online ... Here it all started.

One morning after breakfast, the postman knocked on my door. I knew exactly what was coming, they had been waiting for his arrival for about three weeks. Infinite patience I had to get the precious (precious, I thought so at first) game, was rewarded at last. I opened the door, I signed papers and got my package. Since that time felt, at the same time the joy of having it, an ominous fee

DemonsDemons
Daimons - er, vampires
Zombies
Gods and goddesses
This is how me and my aunt connect
The Malachai destined to destroy the world
Or save it
This is what me and my Aunt Emily talk about
Apollo unleashed the Daimons
And Artemis released the Dark-Hunters to destroy them
Dark-Hunters
Were-Hunters
Dream-Hunters
These are the basis of our relationship
I'm not close to a lot of my family
Most of us don't get along
But me and my aunt can talk four hours
And I guess that counts, right?
Acheron and Kyrian
Thorn, Danger, Astrid
Zane, and Talon
These are our "friends"
Characters from our favorite books
We have this in common
Our love for words on

Relatives in the MirrorI see many people in my mirror
most of them I know
from days long past
they visit me
reminding me of time not so long ago
Hello dear cousin Terri
or, Great Aunt Mary.
So many different faces do I see
who will show up next?
Is that you Becky
or even dear Amy
Ellen or Lu Ann
So many faces do I see
reminding me of my past
each one has a sweet memory
I hope they never pass.
Each and everyday someone new
reminding me of my heritage
it is great to know that I belong
to such a wonderful past.
Each and every face a beautiful reminder
that someday even in old age I will be remembered too.

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A old memory

by ~Sumizu-And-Shualee, Dec 7, 2012, 6:22:03 PM
Literature / Poetry / Family Life / Free Verse

A hold memory

This is a short memory from Sumizu and Kumizu's pass this is back when their parents were alive

Memory title
The doctor

Little Kumizu: Susu-chan come on throw the ball to me! * jumping up and down *

Little Sumizu: * throws the ball to Kumizu *

Chris: * trying to catch the ball *

Lilith: * watching the kids play monkey-in-the-middle with their father *

Little Kumizu: * catches the ball and runs * You'll never catch my old man!

Little Sumizu: * laughing *

Chris: I'm not old! * chases Kumizu *

Lilith: * looks at the time * Oh gosh

Little Sumizu: What wrong mama?

Lilith: Kumizu come over here!

Little Kumizu: * throws the ball somewhere and goes over to Lilith * Yes mama?

Lilith: We have to go to the doctor's today your gonna get your shots today

Little Kumizu: * hides behind Chris * nuuuuu

Chris: * sweat drop *

Lilith: Your going to the doctor young man!

Little Kumizu: * about to run *

Lilith: * grabs his leg and drags him *

Little Kumizu: * clawing at the ground * Nuuuuuu * holds one had out * Papa help!!!

Chris: Sorry son but when it comes down to your mother's appointments or whatever she sets up I can not interfere.

Little Kumizu: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANNA GO MOMMY!!!!

Little Sumizu: * laughing her butt off *

Chris: * sweat drops *

Lilith: BE A MAN!! * drags Kumizu away *

Little Kumizu: NOOOOOOOO

The end

A old memoryby ~Sumizu-And-Shualee

Literature / Poetry / Family Life / Free Verse

This is a short memory from Sumizu and Kumizu's past.

This memory is when Kumizu cried his heart out just cuz he didn't want to go to the doctor to get some shots

*Darkmaster58 Dec 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Lez: Kumizu in honor of Lek who is at work right now...quit being a pussy

~Sumizu-And-Shualee Dec 8, 2012 Student Artist

Sumizu:

Kumizu: SHUT UP! * stomps away *

*Darkmaster58 Dec 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

(oh i bet Sumizu loved that one)
Lez: they aren't that bad

~Sumizu-And-Shualee Dec 8, 2012 Student Artist

( IKR )

Kumizu: I HATE NEEDLES THEIR HORRIBLE!!!!

Sumizu: Dude I was afraid of needles too WHEN I WAS 5! Big brother your 16!!!

Kumizu: SHUT UP!

*Darkmaster58 Dec 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

LEz: i know they dont feel right but think of it this way would you rather have a needle in you with a vaccine or die because of a disease that could have been prevented from a needle and vaccine

~Sumizu-And-Shualee Dec 8, 2012 Student Artist

Kumizu: I DON'T CARE! * slams a door *

*Darkmaster58 Dec 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Lez: geez you act like the needle isn't gonna come out once it goes in

~Sumizu-And-Shualee Dec 8, 2012 Student Artist

Sumizu: Meh he's just a baby.

Kumizu: * throws a pillow at Sumizu *

Sumizu: see a baby

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!Emo-ZexionsScanty Dec 7, 2012

Poor Kumizu....

~Sumizu-And-Shualee Dec 7, 2012 Student Artist

Kumizu: I'll never forget that day

Sumizu: DUDE YOU CRIED AND SCREAMED LIKE A BABY!

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