~Kirtaleigh
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It HurtsIt hurts that you can’t hear me. It hurts that you won’t hear me. It hurts that I love you. It seems like a decade has passed since you walked out my door. It feels like an eternity since we laughed and smiled. A lifetime promised together, no more. The clock ticked in the corner ebbing on my conscience. Why did I let this happen? Tick tick tick my life fades away as I think about you walking out my door.It Hurts
Is he better than me? Is he stronger than me? Why did you choose him? I should be happy that you left. I should feel glad to have you out of my life, but this hole just keeps growing. The thought of y
by ~Kirtaleigh
Pain is RelativePain is RelativePain is Relative
The cool air rushed over my skin as I sat motionlessly in my chair. The aches and pains from over the years twinge and throbbed but still I sat perfectly straight. The scars from my past stood out on my pale skin. They were a purple color only disease and pain could have produced.
My eyes filled with tears when the air turned sharply towards my face. I blinked and they left salty tracks down my face. Goosebumps burst forth on my skin as the air evaporated the diamonds of sorrow and years lost.
A glimmer of hope stirred within me and I felt the pain ebb just for a second. I thought
by ~Kirtaleigh
Washed AwayThe light kissed her skin softly as she sat by the window. She sighed. Her mind was in a different place. There was a breeze. It smelled faintly of brine. There was a salty bay nearby. She stood from her seat and walked across the paint chipped boards of her porch. The grass shifted under her feet as she walked towards the waves. The water was gray with cold but its gentle lapping still beckoned her forward. Her toes stopped inches from the chilly waves, so close the water seemed to reach out toward her. The throbbing current beat against the sand with such power she felt the need to enter.Washed Away
His boat was within sight a
by ~Kirtaleigh
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UndetectedShe woke a thousand suns for him, She ran unheeded to his door And sang the symphony she wrote, She cast her dreams upon the floor That he may better see them there- She built a city in his name, She taught the stars about his light, And bid her wild soul be tame- She tricked all of society's spies By saying "hello" to him with her eyes.Undetected
-After-thought- (But if she had been given a choice, She'd have much preferred to use her voice.)
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- Current Residence: Manchvegas
- Interests: writing, singing, music in general
- Favourite movie: Love Actually
- Favourite band or musician: Yo-yo ma, Regina Spektor
- Favourite genre of music: anything and everything
- Favourite artist: Monet
- Favourite poet or writer: Dylan Thomas
- MP3 player of choice: video i-pod, 30 gig
- Skin of choice: no preference
- Personal Quote: "Walk a mile in my shoes, so you can really know me," -Elvis
- Tools of the Trade: .5 mm mechanical pencil, pen
- AIM: klronly2
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"Sing what you can't say
Forget what you can't play"...
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I Will Devour Your Soul
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I support To Write Love On Her Arms
*RawEm0tion
No, I miss being able to walk down two hallways and find you in your room listening to Regina Spektor. Or sleeping. But whatever, I still miss it.
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"May it be you journey on to light the day..."
Ok I'm relly going to go study now.
Seriously.
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"May it be you journey on to light the day..."
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"and Jesus bought a Jess. And he smiled" untill Mary found out and then all hell broke lose! (but she forgave them once Jess let her steal Erikka's platforms)
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