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Danger by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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Danger

glory, loyalty, honour, protection that's all anyone talks about when it comes to what the military holds they conveniently forget to mention the all-consuming awful loneliness waking up alone each and every morning praying not to get that phone call looking up at the moon, wondering if they're safe and sound to see it too then there's the internal battles why am i not worth it to you, babe? why do you always plan to leave again? when will you want to stay home with me? or will you ever... will i ever count? i love you, i'm waiting, but it's killing me birthdays, graduations, anniversaries you're missing them all - to protect

Beaten by mirrored-disgrace, literature

I'm Here, You're Not by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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I'm Here, You're Not

I'm not supposed to be here. Not alone, you know. Why? Because, of course; He was supposed to be here, right by my side, every night. Like he swore on his life, that he'd want, for eternity. To the death, he said. Death. Death is all he's given me; all I have to hold onto now. I sleep in his shirt, curled up, praying to wake up in his arms; to turn over and kiss him awake. To see those beautiful eyes, trained on me and full of love. This was supposed to be ours. Our Year of Firsts. Our first home. Christmas, New Years, birthdays. The beginning of our real lives. But... here I am today. Echoes. They swirl 'round me, endless

Wishes by mirrored-disgrace, literature

Just Not The Same by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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Just Not The Same

I've come to the conclusion that I don't think the same As I used to. You're confused when I don't laugh at all Your silly little jokes They used to have me In stitches, clutching My sides in mock distress I don't know what changed Except falling in love With him... And losing it all Nothing seems to feel Worth it, like it did then Life seemed so hard But now, I realize Nothing compares to it To the pain of losing him I'm just not the same

I Just Can't by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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Danger by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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I'm Here, You're Not by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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I'm Here, You're Not

Wishes by mirrored-disgrace, literature

I Just Can't by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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Just Not The Same

Being Me by mirrored-disgrace, literature

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Kissed you goodbye so long ago by chelsea-chic, literature

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Kissed you goodbye so long ago

It's dark outside, the kind of dark that is a grey blanket blocking out all chance of light and the snow is blocking all signs of life it's so appropriate when I close my eyes at night, all I see is the hospital ward I can see your shrivelled up face, and that moment when I realised I never knew until now what a dying person really looked like I can smell the antiseptic, see the fake light, the false hope down the ward, the oldest couple still hopelessly in love shout sweet nothings to each other because she's deaf and confused, and he misses her to death this is the winter I got snowed under we sorted through your things last ni

Alternative break up poem by chelsea-chic, literature

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Alternative break up poem

It's not the slamming of a door or the click at the end of a phone line it's just the realisation that I'm still me, still alive And it's not 'I Will Survive', it's not the rebound kiss or a sly Facebook remark it's the fact that I haven't thought about you, at all till now It's not even a good decision or a relief, or learning to live with it it's just life and you don't belong here anymore

The end of the world by chelsea-chic, literature

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The end of the world

The world caught up on us. Our crystal bubble shattered in outer space, too far away for arms to reach. You looked at me, and your eyes reminded me of a forlorn toddler, the intricate possibilities too overwhelming to understand. I struggled out of the crater, but you lay there like the world had already ended, like we could never patch up the hole in our dreams. You got everything that you asked for, the sick irony drenching you like petrol. The planet keeps moving round and round the sun, keeps searching for the light; I’m hitching a ride. He is everything that I asked for, but he is not you. Last night I crawled ba

61 seconds by Zaratops, literature

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61 seconds

She says she always avoids falling in love, but doesn’t bother with petty excuses. I’ll be relentless, as usual. The cracks in the wall are subject to our indignant eyes. Our hands avoid contact. I’ve heard magnets can be ridiculous too. Attracted to each other until one turns around. Positive or negative; she still sets my soul on fire. I can’t tell if I like the burning effect or not. We like pretending we’re all grown up. Bicker and banter like fancy adults. I do what she says and smile on my way out. Elevators aren’t meant for parties of one. Door Open. I can wait. Brown wallpaper turns me off.

Gone by BrandNewWorld, literature

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Gone

New Edited Lyrics: She said I'll be alright, as she shut the door And I don't know, i don't know anymore The walls they seem to be talking to me Telling me to let this life go But my mind says no But my mind says no And it's calling me far away This a place I'd rather not stay As I rise to my feet As I stand, and I bleed When I die bury me in your arms So I could make them stronger No When I die bury me in your heart So I could make it warmer And it's better, maybe I should really go But my mind, but my mind is saying no And it's calling me far away This a place I'd rather not stay As I rise to my feet As I walk, as I b

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Life's Path - Visual by mirrored-disgrace, visual art

Life's Path - Visual

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Aug 24
Canada
Deviant for 18 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: canada ;
deviantWEAR sizing preference: small ;
Favourite genre of music: just about everything. i lean towards rock/ish/ genres, however ;
Operating System: XP <3 ;
MP3 player of choice: iPod ;
Shell of choice: clothing ;
Wallpaper of choice: the wallpapery kind ;
Skin of choice: my own ;
Favourite cartoon character: ... tweety ;
Personal Quote: "you said you read me like a book, but the pages are torn and frayed" ;

Favourite Visual Artist

MANY. i have a very consuming music addiction. and i have about 4000 "favourite songs" LOL

Favourite Movies

Phantom of the Opera, Underworld, Black Beauty, etc ;

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

many, many, many ;

Favourite Games

guitar hero III ;

Favourite Gaming Platform

GBA ; PS3 ; SuperNintendo ; NES <3 ;

Tools of the Trade

computer, stereo, camera, pen and paper, ME and my music ;

Other Interests

reading, writing, singing, being with those i care about... normal stuff ;

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mirrored-disgrace

Dec 29, 2010

Changes

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It's been almost a year since my last journal entry. Let's just say that things are very different..

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mirrored-disgrace

Jan 18, 2010

Sickk,

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Well this is wonderful. I have to be up for a full day of school, and a concert afterwards, in 20 minutes!! Hoo boy... Fuck being sick. My face feels like it's about to explode from the inside out, and it hurts to BE because I'm so congested. I need me some Ben :(

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Aug 23, 2009

Summer from Hell

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So the weather, from what I've heard, has been absolutely dismal. Raining all the time, muggy, gross, and sometimes sunny. Throw in a side dish of a city/garbage strike for over a month, rat and fruitfly infestations, and... well, you've got 2009 summer in toronto, folks. I've been working my goddamn ass off for as much as I can. I'm talking 13-15 hour days after all my traveling to/from work is said and done. I'm exhausted, every day. I'll go a week or so without even TOUCHING my computer at home... I just want to SLEEP. CAN'T WAIT FOR SCHOOL OMFG!! I'm finally doing it! I MADE IT. I finally fucking made it, after EVERYTHING that was throw