Trying to writeSomewhere between realism
And Reality
~DismalAsItSeems
Anna (Mad Girl)Newest
Plastic BallerinaOnce upon a time I used to watch her dance My plastic ballerina With her cute pink and plastic dressPlastic Ballerina
As I spilled out my world to her She twirled round and round for me To the same notes repeating To the same drama girl
Never once (I must confess) Did I stop to ask If she preferred to be closed up tight Then listen to my tears fill the night
My plastic ballerina These days have become years And as you collect dust in your gears That music keeps on playing It grates on my ears
So I’ll close the lock now And pu
by ~DismalAsItSeems
Bring Me A DreamSifting through these old memories, Pushing. Sand through small spaces. Trying to create a clean space.Bring Me A Dream
Where I am,
A storm torrent through slate-grey sky. Billowing reflections of fast, dark, overbearing sea, Spraying salt in the eyes, Of some deity.
There I am,
Bolting white. hot. lightning. bursts. Sprinting across this match head, Flicked across edged surfaces, Leaping across the canyons created by day-dreaming.
Then I am,
Over the ancient walls of fallen armies. Faster than quicksilver dripped in the sun. &n
by ~DismalAsItSeems
Ever motivatedReflections always mock The mind's eye. Twisting truth to reveal Adulterated image.Ever motivated
He painted her lips With rose petals. Attempting to revive Some symbolism.
She responded with Needles to his eyes. What you can’t see Won’t blind you.
Sigh, O calloused heart. Recite the hymn That only taunts you
“My ever tired image. This is the picture of a girl Who is not a poem.”
Rhythm lived within the soul. Sucked out by glass demons With the ability to chisel out beauty And taint this image. &nb
by ~DismalAsItSeems
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- Current Residence: Grand Ledge, Michigan
- Interests: Reading, Poetry, Art, People who don't suck
- Favourite movie: Girl. Interupted, The Wall, Thirteen, The Last Unicorn, Eternal Sunshine For The Spotless Mind
- Operating System: Half-Assed PC Who Plots Against Me
- Shell of choice: Chocolate
- Wallpaper of choice: Blue... With ducks
- Skin of choice: Warm
- Favourite game: RPGs
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox, Playstation 2
- Favourite cartoon character: Daria, Rocko
- Personal Quote: So like... you can fucking bite me.
- Tools of the Trade: Evidenlty a pencil and some scrap paper...I'm so high tech. You don't even know.
- Email: Scribblingmadgirl@hotmail.com
- AIM: HypodermicFaith
- MSN: ObsidianTear@hotmail.com
- Yahoo: Extroverted_Sugar_Cube
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I can't put my emotions down in words like you can.
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Your musky lips, cramping smoke into halos,
love to finger obscenities and slander. I am a bitch now.
Don’t touch her now, this thing of waste. She’s
Empty. She’s full of spite.
there's a rumbly in my tumbly..do you have a knife?
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Am I the star beneath the stairs?
Am I a ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?
how was the sunny hell?
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Am I the star beneath the stairs?
Am I a ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?
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Am I the star beneath the stairs?
Am I a ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?
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keep it real
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check out my gallery [link]
keep it real
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