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Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time I gave you my heart You taught me how to love You taught me from the start
As the days went by You lulled away my fears Days turned into weeks Weeks turned into years
I thought you were the one You were perfect, you see I never thought you'd go I never thought you'd leave
The pain tore me in half It ripped apart my soul I long for peace again I long to become whole
There will come a time When I'll be healed again The day when I'll be free The day my heart will win
I'll heal

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RestHear the bell toll This is our turn I'm sorry. Goodbye Just let it burn
Our run was good But fate was not Kind to the chance That we once sought
One day you'll find It's for the best Until that time I wish you rest Rest
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LiedOnce upon a time I would believe in love I would believe in God In Someone up above Watching over me Yes, watching over you I used to have such faith Faith that was so true
Once upon a time My dreams reached for the stars My dreams seemed so real Now they seem so far Far away from me No longer feel so true Once again betrayed I guess that's nothing new
Once upon a time You called me everything Pressed me to hold on Led my muse to sing You filled my ears with lies And so my poor heart tried But now m Lied
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WholeSo I take the pain in Wash over me Each moment, each sin Let it roam free Fill up my heart Enter my soul Rip me apart So I can be whole Whole
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Time, ReduxHour after hour Thought after thought What I wished to be Thank God it cannot
Day after day Dream after dream Things are now always Just what they seem
Week after week Fear after fear For once I am glad That she is not here
Month after month Song after song My heart is now free Yet it took so long
Week after week I watch the sun shine I wake from my dream Leave that past behind
Day after day Try to bow my knees Recover myself I still beg God, please
Hour after Time, Redux
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not art's plainer sisterwriting is not art's plainer sister
writing is not plain.
like all forms of art, anyone can try it, and, like all forms of art, not all attempts can be considered truly worthy of the label.
a good poem, good prose, is like a good painting, good music; it gives the audience something to take with them, satisfaction perhaps, while prompting admiration or appreciation for the skill and ability of its creator.
we demean writing: "oh, anyone can speak, therefore anyone can write."
i say: " not art's plainer sister
by ~ShadowOfLife

Mid-BreathCaught mid-breath, Between distance and fear. My lungs suspend for only a moment, My heart stops beating.
Caught mid-breath, Between hesitance and caution, Stop as an opportunity passes by, Heart skips a beat, Only to bleed as the chance is long gone.
Caught mid-breath, Between past and the present, Watching the future pass me by, Only to look back and regret, It passes again.
Caught mid-breath, Before I say what I feel, I choke on my own saliva, The saliva falls down to my beating heart, It stops. Regret to a Mid-Breath
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UnboundI'm sick. I'm throwing up the innards of my heart. Nice trick, You're trying, you're begging, to stop my restart. I never thought I'd say it, But you've wrecked more than a few tries, So I suppose I'll go and slay it, And watch as all we had just dies. You really don't care anymore, But I guess you never did, You watched me bleed as you closed my door, Mocked me as I hid. But now you keep me as I grow, Holding on to what you had for way too long, You did nothing with it but kept it so, Used it has a confidence booster for your song. Your song of ha Unbound
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Angels Don't DieI see your hurts, I see your pains, The cuts in your heart, Bleed through your eyes. As obsessive as I am, With you and your eyes, I read them. They bleed. Now for me, Amplified pain. Have I just opened mine? Have your eyes always bled, Raining tears from the sky, Hurting you since the beginning, But angels don't die. Angels Don't Die
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Creating a new dA account

Thu Nov 19, 2009, 10:53 PM

Because I feel it's necessary to who I am. While I remain the poetic soul, much of my life is more than just a rhyme, a song, and so I wanted to change my identity to something that I feel describes me. I may explain more into the name I've chosen later on, but I will be creating and becoming active on a new account. (Note: I'm going to try to friend those who I've met on here on the new account, and I'll post a link to it here if for some reason it doesn't work or w/e.)

Edit: new account's just now created:

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Current Residence: Texas
Interests: Writing, Music, Reading, Games
Favourite band or musician: Iron Maiden, Linkin Park, Metallica
Favourite genre of music: Metal/Fantasy/Rock/Country/Trance/Euro/Random/Itdependsonmymood
Favourite poet or writer: Poe, Homer, (myself), JC, plus a few of the people I've read on here
Favourite style of art: Literary. They say a pictures worth a thousand words, but words can say things pictures never can.
Operating System: OSX. Unless I'm on my Windows comp or I reboot into Windows.
MP3 player of choice: iPhone. Fewer devices to carry around.
Shell of choice: My own. I hide in it often.
Wallpaper of choice: Depends on the device.
Skin of choice: Human. It'd be weird to have some other kind.
Favourite game: Final Fantasy 8. Then WoW. Then Diablo II. Left 4 Dead. Rock Band. And others.
Favourite gaming platform: Mac. It just works better than my PC.
Favourite cartoon character: Eat my shorts.
Personal Quote: Don't live for the present, gam zeh ya'avor.
Tools of the Trade: Pen, Pencil, Paper...wait...Brain

Website: http://poet85.xanga.com
Email: jheim85@mac.com
AIM: jheim85
Yahoo: jheim85

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*Poke-Me-If-You-Dare Oct 12, 2009, 2:22:39 PM

Hey! Where are you! Miss my dA friend! You should come back. k?

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Hour after hour
Minutes tick by
Sometimes I forget you
But remembering’s the lie

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~Itchitaka Apr 13, 2009, 4:50:17 PM

Merci pour le favori. =]

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