Song Writing / Poetry / Etc.

[Raining Upwards]

Hmm..do not know if anyone is intersted but just felt like putting up some of my writings..put up some of yours as well if you have some!!

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Intangible Glass Marionette 12/15/02

Its Chritmas time. Hows your secret gift?
Is it tangible enough for you?
Does it put dust unto the summertime gift I gave to you?
Did you keep your promise?
Hows your mouth?
Does your new toy make it sore?
Is it tangible? Is it real? Whom is it playing with?
You gave my creation your glass marionette doll.
I thought it was real and heartly; it was nothing but a well crafted glass marionette.
I thought it was real; it shattered when I needed it most.
Did you hear my blood spill? Did you see? Did you see the delicate splinters of glass gently fall through me? Merry Christmas, how am I? I know how you are.
Do you hate me? Do you care? Hows your present?
Where is my present? Do you care?
Does it anger at you? Does it care like mine did?
Look into my eyes and throw your saw dust inside their tunnels.
Making glass marionettes in your factory..is that all that is left
of the love you handed to me..the saw dust of shoddy
constructions? Im sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..
I'm not sorry.
I came to you..I offered you a handshake.
Were you aware that my eyes saw something in you
that no one else will ever see?
You towered over me. I took care in believing you.
Stop it. Stop it. Just stop.
Get out of the sanctums of my soul.
Get out. Tired. Exasperated. My temples are collapsing.
I love you. I woulden't perhaps mind spending a little time with you.
Possibly Maybe can we go back to us? Can we seal it?
I don't want it. I want it.
I miss you. I miss your Intangible love.
I know your happy.
Nostalgic memories of your punitive love makes me exult
only to breakdown in tears of solitude
Enjoy. Enjoy. Ooh enjoy.
I'm too obsolete.
Ooh so enjoy.
Are you so multifarious in your love that you have no need for mine? Simple.
I'm sorry..I'm not sorry..
I'm sorry..I'm not sorry..
..Intangible Glass Marionette Doll..

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Promises 10/1/02

You flew to me, carrying me above pain and hurt.
You swept me up into clouds of clearity and solace.
You told me you loved me and you would always be here for me.
You told me your arms would always be there to fall into.
You told me you loved me too.
We fell into each others arms.
You told me you would always be here for me.
Did you change your mind?
Did you have a change of heart?
Do you love me?
Do you still want me?
Are you still here?
Are you still by my side?
When did you leave?
Why did you leave?
Did you even leave?
Why aren't you here for me now?
Did you change your mind?
Did you have a change of heart?
Am I still your butterfly?
Or am I just your fly?
Are skys still blue?
Or are skys just a shaded gray?
Have I become part of the recent yet far away past?
Or am I past, present and future?
Is the present a sign of things to come?
Or just a quick crash only to be repaired into
Something even greater?
Tomrrow.
Next week.
Next month.
Next year.
What will happen then?
...
You left me.
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Butterfly 9/21/02

This isint me.
What am I turning into?
All I know is I'm not turning into you.

I watch as I run past myself.
I try to catch a butterfly but I just fall.
I cry because I'm bleeding.
Stop telling me I'm a baby,
Because it hurts.
Let me pick myself up.

I look up with teary eyes.
I see the butterfly fluttering above me again.
Gleefully, I smile again and try to grab it.
I get stung.
Before my eyes,
I realize its been a wasp
All along.

I cry out again.
Everything keeps cutting me down.
I cry. I cry harder. I cry deeply.
No one listens and I wonder why.

I get mad.
I stand up finally.
Quivering palms turn into tight fists.

I don't like wasps. I want a butterfly not a wasp.
When I can run again
And go butterfly catching,
I promise I'll be more careful.


I'm glad I'm not a wasp,
They bring pain to everyone but
Themselves.

I drop my clenched fists
And realize it's not worth it.
I look up and smell the vanillia air.

I'm not gonna cry no more.
I'm glad I'm not a wasp.
I'm going to give someone joy,
Not pain.

I'll be like the butterflys
Not the wasps.

I pull out the stinger that the
Wasp left.
It hurts.
It hurts,
but it's gonna heal.

A butterfly gently lands on my finger.
It tickles.
A multitude of miniscule angelic creatures flutture
Past my face.
A wasp woulden't comfert me now.

I'm gonna be like a butterfly…
Not a wasp.
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Seas 7/23/02

Once upon a time,
I was shrouded by the blanket
Of sadness and solitude.

Starting to believe I was not destined for a
Love like yours, I started to sink under
My own seas of loneliness
But then you caught me.

Chorus: I love you, I love you,
You make me smile so bright,
You're my flight to the
Sky.

When I'm around you, you
Give me a high like a butterfly.
My seas open up like the gates of heaven from
A dark blur to a palette of endless
Colors.

Chorus: I love you, I love you,
You make me smile so bright,
You're my flight to the
Sky.

Thank you for this gift you have given me
And remember
Wherever you are, I'm thinking of you,
I love you.
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ok that's all for now..heh most of these sound all depressed, a few months back was one of the most hectic time I had faced in a loooong time, but I am cool now, lol that's all..post some up of yours up as well!
Take care,
~Todd

[OptimisticOx]

ok .... that was interesting :?

[TeaganNash]

Indeed.............................. weatdrop:

[Steve_the_Talking_Pie]

I wrote a Shakesperian Sonnet about The Planet of The Apes. I'll put it up in a bit. :mrgreen:

[DARK OSAMU]

Were you bashing it for how stupid the new PotA SUCKS more than a vaccum on steroids!?!?!?!?!

[Steve_the_Talking_Pie]

I bashed both. :mrgreen: