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persona unica¿¿ única??
¿una persona única?
uhm es interesante aquella palabra,
la cual dice muchas cosas,
¿porque digo interesante?
pues lastimosamente esta 
palabra es muy poco común, 
en esta sociedad de hipocresía, falsedad y superficialidad.


la persona que se atreva a ser única, aquella persona, es muy valiente 
¿porque?,pues,no se como decirlo,en pocas palabras.


una persona única es aquella que 
tiene un diferente pensamiento que los demás, aquella persona 
puedes ser mejor que los demás.


todos alguna vez fuimos únicos, pero la triste realidad es que 
gracias a que todos, estoy diciendo todos, alguna vez tuvimos el deseo 
de que esta sociedad nos aceptara
Strainbreaking face
rolling around with misery
listening voices
tears bleed
flowing hearts
blocked dreams
locked screams
what is seems
who believes
count the weeks
lonely
songs brings
heartless things
thoughtless mean
Crying me
Focus please
Catch means
Death
Swallowing breath
Shallow help
look in the well
Zero tale
Zero tell
Burning hell
Fail
Abandon shell
All of us are here
Snow Queen
She's not reacting to anyone's love,
She always stays cold,
She loves to be in snow,
And no one knows what she's capable of,
She's always alone,
She's a master of her snow world.

She's called Snow Queen,
She's always so mean,
Happiness makes her sick,
It makes her weak,
But the Queen holds on,
With the power of snow.

The Queen rules the Kingdom,
She knows the meaning of freedom,
A lot of people tried to change her,
But they became frozen,
She wants to stay away,
She don't want anyone to get in her way.
It's War!It's War!

It's war, when the father gets up in his holidays by 5 clock.
         When he enters his service for the family like everyone else.
         When he just attacks the pool-landscape of the Normadie.
         When he raised his flag to mark his capture area.
         He and 500 others.

It's war, when she attacks the discounts.
         When she search for the armed conflict between her girlfriends.
         When she capture ressources, she didn't need.
         When she also brings scarped knees with her new summer skirt home.
         She and 500 others.

It's war, when the whole humans loose their heads.
         We and
Esas madrugadas llenas de pensEsas madrugadas llenas de pensamientos rodeando mi cabeza como enredaderas unidas unas con otras, donde pienso real y no emocional, donde tu me cegaste y me tiraste a mi suerte, donde ahora me levanto solo, donde ahora tu te encuentras en el cielo, pero pronto caerás, recuerda las nubes no son de hierro.
Ta osobaTo osoba kochana
i powszechnie szanowana.
Wiek jej... Się nie liczy.
Serce ma jakby wyrwane z Zawiszy.
Nigdy Cię nie zawiedzie, ale doradzi.
Niebawem jej święto, więc prezencik mamy.
To ten skromny wierszyk i kilka drobiazgów.
Bo Twe serce jest pełne drobiazgów, Mamo. c:
Hey guys...You want to know a secret?hey...when people ask hows it going? or whats up? or how ya been? do they actually care how you've been?

I don't think even 50% of them care.

they have their own problems. As do I. However, I'm part of the fifty percent that would rather listen to other peoples issues instead of mine. Instead of doing homework or listen to teachers in school or do something people "Believe" is important to graduate high school. I would rather help someone. Do something more important.

Honestly... I think high school is a waste of time. Why can't high school be classes that would actually teach you what you "need" to know? cause honestly if I want to become
InsomniacI lie here awake.
With every breath
I take,
I notice my chest
Is heavy and
My heart feels burdened
And empty...

Why do I feel this way?
Will someone please come
Take this pressure and
Pain away?
Or will I have to
Suffer through this night
With stiff and tense muscles
That ache?

I toss and turn and fight
All through
This sleepless night.
But why?
I don't know...
I feel like an
Empty shell.

Yes, empty because
I feel like
I have been exposed;
And my soul has fled.

Could I be dead?
Or is this all in my head?

I still toss and turn
And fight all through
This sleepless night.
Someone please
Rescue me...
From all these
Nightmare-ish dreams;
.:Vent-Drown:.I feel like I can't breathe,
Making me become a monster I can't see.
Down I continue to sink,
Really feeling useless dying the water in my tears of ink,
Overly emotional,
Well I've lost my sanity, I've lost it all;
Never will I be able to swim back up,
I can't see the sun,
Never will I get to see it anymore, because I'm....
Gone
1Tienes el mismo repertorio y las mismas actitudes para cada persona que se topa en tu camino?, sera acaso el mismo inesperado final para cada amorío estúpido?

Juegas con fuego,
deja de tocar las puertas del infierno,
algún día abrirán, y seras devorada por tu misma boca.
They destroyed the moonThey destroyed the moon

The moon used to be my Novocaine.
It brought the tide to cover up my pain.
I'd wait for it to come.
When the tide came I was numb,
It'd wash over me,
And I'd feel free,
But in reality,
The pain was still inside of me.
It was never gone, just hidden from view,
Like cosmetics to a bruise, hiding the black and blue,
The truth is that my tide,
Was a place for me to hide,
The pain was still there every day,
I've never actually been okay,
And now I wait again for the tide to come,
For my chance to be completely numb.
But the moon is destroyed,
My membership is void,
I'm exposed,
There's nowhere to repose,
The tide is gone.
*.Quietly:Vent.*Im quietly living,
despite the pain inside.
I'm silently listening,
letting the knife pain subside.
I'm slowly bleeding much like a drought,
yet no one has seemed,
to figure this out.
Forced to live and suffer in this eerie silence,
only.....
only listening to this broken heart of mine's fading beating.
Thank You MomYou were with me, when I cried,
You were telling truth, when I lied,
You're my biggest proud,
I could even scream it loud,
Now I know, what to say,
I know how to pray.

I want to thank you Mom,
For everything you have done,
You showed me right things,
Thank you for giving me wings,
You were saving my life,
In the moments I wanted to die.

You were going with me to Doc,
You were showing me support,
When I was doing something bad,
You've never been mad,
You gave me a lot of love,
Love, and even more.

Than you Mom.
For everything.
Mereces.Resultaste ser en carne propia lo que odiabas de las anteriores mentes mediocres que cruzaron mi camino, ahora no te queda mas que atarte una cuerda al cuello, recuerda esas personas te enferman, ahora pruebas lo que odias y ahora eres tu la persona enferma, así que deja las excusas deja las mentiras, deja toda esa estúpida saliva gastada en vano, solo muere, sin metáforas ni nada no mereces ni la tinta con la que escribo para mi placer de odio, sin embargo lo hago por que mejor medicina que esta para mi no hay.
RotosYa no soy la persona que solía ser, aquel naufrago que nunca se dio por vencido en las islas perdidas, a todo le encontraba una dosis de emoción.
Ahora solo camino encobrado mis pasos son lentos y tediosos, una espora letal mas jodida que el mismo veneno entro en mi y esa enfermedad tiene nombre..
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The nightmares we make real.He stood there in shock frozen in place, "No... You're lying!" He said turning to the figure hidden in the shadows, "Am I? Look inside your heart. You know this is your fault." The figure laughed the voice colder than ice, Jack raised his staff towards the figure, the ice spread across it glowed faintly, a twin staff shot out of the shadow knocking the winter spirit off his feet, "My hands are clean. That blood on your hands won't wash off easy." The figure laughed stepping into view, the winter spirit got to his feet stepping away from this person, "Wh-who are you?" He gasped looking at the figure, he was the same height at the winter guardi
For your eyes only.Another day another night.
I'm still stuck in this fight.
I started fighting to save you.
At least that was my veiw.
I guess I knew from the start.
You were only made play the part.
I see now what was planned.
Since I'm now in the palm of your hand.
I'm fighting to get free.
Because you'll never see.
I didn't do it for your love.
No matter what you think little dove.
And now that I have your heart.
I will finally rip you apart.
I'm not fighting for the love of you.
I fight 'cause I'm an animal through and through.
I love what I do.
Since I broke your heart too.
Why?Why?
You promised.
You swore it was true.
You held me in your arms whispering sweet words of love.
And I believed you.
Why?
You lied.
You cheated.
You left me standing there in the rain with a broken heart.
And I waited for you to return.
Why?
I believed you.
I loved you.
I could only think of you.
And you lied.
Why?
I told you my secrets.
I was faithful to you.
I took you back every time you said you didn't mean those words you said.
And inside you laughed.
Why?
Why did you leave me?
Why did you lie?
Why did you forget you cared?
I should hate you.
Why did I wait for you?
Why did I believe you?
Why did I let you pl
TomorrowI'm waiting for tomorrow to end so today can begin.
I know it makes no sense but I understand.
You could never understand what I say because I shouldn't even be here.
Tmorrow you met me yet today I will say my final goodbye.
As my life flickers away like a candle in the dark.
Tomorrow you will know why I left you today as we say our first hello you will remember my last goodbye.
When tomorrow begins so will my story.
When today ends so will I.
So I will meet you tomorrow. Today.

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May I?

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Hello goodbye
I won't say why
I sing I dance
In my childish trance
I sit and cry
But I won't say why
May I? May I?
May I just die?
:iconulquiorracoyle:
It didn't turn out the way I had hoped but I will try again hopefully next time it will have a happy end.
My weirdness has no end so if you want me to make you a poem please tell me and I will give it a go! :D
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Mood: Sadness ~z0r0o Nov 17, 2011
nice poem =...=
and please don't ever think that you are weird or stange ..
you are just special and different :)
take this Example i am from Saudi Arabia and it's a nice country but so hot ..
if i came to your country i will be soooo weird because i am different from you >...<
but here i am a normal high school kid ..
i hope that i manged to expline this simple idea ..

(i didn't ride a camel in my life .. so please don't ask X)
and keep it going =)
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~ulquiorracoyle Dec 2, 2011
Thank you so much!
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~z0r0o Dec 7, 2011
welcome
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