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Tortured eyes,Made of stone.
Time flies,
Make me known!
Me indifferent, i confess,
Maybe lost,
Wish me the best.
Whats your cost?
What would you pay?
To be called "beautiful".
Say okay!
You are wrong.
I am fine.
Always strong.
I will shine!
No more tears,
Come to my eyes.
All my fears,
Now realized.
You say i died.
How can that be?
I denied,
All I see.
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inspirational-dreams [2008-01-04 18:29:44 +0000 UTC]
This has been featured in my journal as well as in a news article which you can find here [link] I invite you to fav the article to help spread the news to other deviants
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InTheScript In reply to inspirational-dreams [2008-01-04 23:43:24 +0000 UTC]
Thank you so much! I just faved it, so i hope that helps... This is a great thing your doing, wonderful idea! I hope you continue to do them! Thanks! ^_^
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Darkest-of-desire [2007-09-11 11:00:34 +0000 UTC]
rawrg goes to -you got it wrong- corner XD
I hope you find something you love to do then, with people that don't treat ya like that :/
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InTheScript In reply to Darkest-of-desire [2007-09-11 13:18:27 +0000 UTC]
Um, i'm sorry but i don't really understand the first part... but thanks about the second part, <:
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Darkest-of-desire In reply to InTheScript [2007-09-11 19:31:33 +0000 UTC]
inside joke sorry XD I over use it way to much.
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InTheScript In reply to Darkest-of-desire [2007-09-11 20:35:06 +0000 UTC]
Oh, okay, don't worry, i do the same all the time! (;
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Darkest-of-desire [2007-09-10 04:39:54 +0000 UTC]
Eh, I learned a long time ago that if a poem makes you /feel/ something inside. Thatβs what counts, no matter if you understand it or not.
It reminds me of the proverbial masks we all wear and the wearing of it and the choices to deny it or not...It also, for some strange reason, reminds me of two small grave yards Iβve stumbled upon a few years past..oO
~ βTortured eyes,
Made of stone.
Time flies,
Make me known!
Me indifferent, i confess,
Maybe lost,
Wish me the best.β~ <βthatβs the part that reminds of those sacred but lost places. :/
Anyway, thatβs how I come to understand it, but I could be wrong. So you tell me. =x
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InTheScript In reply to Darkest-of-desire [2007-09-11 04:07:31 +0000 UTC]
Hmm.... interesting... In a good way! I assure you! Haha, well, what its about to me is an actor/model and what they go through. And the little bit:
You are wrong.
I am fine.
Always strong.
I will shine!
It means everyone is telling her she is going so far as to hurt herself, but she sees herself as unworthy, or fat, or both. Its just about a model, really, and the struggles of the showbiz world. And as i'm an actor/model myself (which means i occasionally i got to auditions and don't get any parts) i sort of know about this sort of thing first hand.
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InTheScript In reply to InTheScript [2007-09-11 04:10:25 +0000 UTC]
Oh, and yes, i completely agree about your own interpretation of a poem, which is mostly why i try to have people read my poems first then tell them what its about to me. <;
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InTheScript In reply to Darkest-of-desire [2007-09-09 18:50:47 +0000 UTC]
Thanks, lol, can i ask you, did you understand what it was about? Someone told me they had difficulty understanding it, so i wanted to get a second opinion! <:
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