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Best FriendsBest Friends,
They're not like the others,
Friends are nothing compared to the ones we love,

They tell us the truth, no matter how much it hurts,
But comfort us all the same,
They're always there, no matter where they are,
Because best friends are in our hearts,

We hold them near,
They hold us close,
Because even if love is too strong,
Too 'gay' as we stupidly say,

It's still true,
'Cos our best friends,
The name says it all,
They won't leave,

You can count on them,
Tough times, crazy laughs,
The tears, from laughter, hate or fear,
They wipe them away, make the hurt disappear,

You will always know the difference between a f

Don't LeaveDon't leave me tonight,
You're the only one who's there,
Your touch saves me; your laugh brings me back,

I bleed, constantly,
To check, check I'm still here,
Cause I don't feel I thing,
Never feel unless I'm with you,

Then my world is alive,
The pieces are put together,
Seems the entire world aches to be broken,
And I comply,

Still, when I'm with you,
The wounds heal, the scars fade,
I'm myself again,

Never mind what happens,
Cause no one else understands,
That's why I hide away,
Cover up, and build my defences,

Always hide, and tell the lies,
Make you think that it's okay,
When the world crumbles,
You need to know,
Nee

FallingI hurt inside

But I never cry

I save my tears for behind closed doors

My anger and sadness know no bounds

I wish I could let it go

But I'm still here

I think about hurting myself

But know it won't get me anywhere

I wish all the pain would go away

But as soon as I'm clean

They come back

My demons, my wraiths, my nightmares

Sometimes they have faces, others are just shadows

They keep me up at night, haunt me through the day

I just wish they'd fly away

I imagine life away from this hell

And it seems so much better, so much cleaner

But I can't get at it, it's like a nightmare

Running for paradise, and you keep running, but get n

Sweet IsolationShe sits alone,
Swing seat creaking,
Hands grasping the chains,
Watches the world pass her by,
Lets it all drift away,
Leaving her alone,

Alone again, hilltop view,
Watching as everything changes,
Admires the view, as if it's her last,
Breathes deep, nothing smells the same,
The scent of summer solitude,
The smell she's longed for,

Smiling in a crowd,
A performance of a lifetime,
Repeated too many times to be painless,
Penned in, longing for freedom,
Screaming mouth, shut tight,
Hopeless dreams, kept out of sight,

Endless sea,
Sparkling, pristine carpet of blue,
Surrounded yet again,
But feeling blissfully alone,
Staring

Lips Of An Angel(This is set in our times, same characters, though!)

"Korra?" He couldn't believe it; why the heck was she calling him, after so long, at this time, like this?

"I-I'm sorry, Mako, I had no one else to call... oh, god, Mako, I..."

"Korra," Mako whispered down the phone, his tone soft and soothing, calming her frantic breathing, though he could still hear her sobs, "What's the matter?"

"I... I had another nightmare, and... And I was alone, and just remember how you used to- never mind, okay? I'm sorry to have disturbed you, g-goodnight, Mako." She muttered; still choking on her tears, Mako felt panic seep into his veins.

"No! Korra, come o

Trust"How much do you trust me?"

"What?"

"How much do you trust me?"

"I dunno – why?"

"Well, do you at least trust me?"

"I guess so... yeah. Again, why?"

"Would you trust me to help you?"

"Of course; you're always there for me."

"Thanks. So, if you trust me to help you, would you trust me if I hurt you?"

"Um... I guess. Look, what are you on about?"

"So if I hurt you, would you still trust me? No matter how bad the pain?"

"Okay, now you're freaking me out... what are you talking about?"

"Even if I hurt you so bad you thought you couldn't go on? You would still be okay with me, trust me?"

"You hurting me badly now! Come on, please

Valentine PoemI sit at the window,
Ears still ringing with the echo,
Of high-pitched squeals,
As nearly every boy appeals,
To his one-day love,
With a single foxglove,
Or luscious red rose,
Decorated sickeningly with bows,
He cries 'Be my Valentine',
As the girl's face begins to shine,

I turn away, grey in the face,
I already know my place,
On the sidelines,
As my heart declines,
Any form of affection,
And pray my day will brighten,
Not with a cheesy box of chocolate,
Or some heart carved from granite,

That only reminds me of the true state of my heart,
Devoid of emotion, love, call me an upstart,
Just my opinion on one stupid day,

Who Am I?I lied, sure, I lied,
When they asked me if I was alright,
I lied,
I said fine.

It's wrong to lie,
Don't remind me, I know,
But how could I tell them the horrible truth,
That my life is crumbling, turning to dust,
That I don't even know myself anymore,

The girl I see in the mirror,
Is she really me?
With her tired brown eyes,
Filled with secrets, toil and pain,
The skin so pale, so see-through,
Her mouth, drawn tight in pain,
Begging to open and release to hurt,

Who am I anymore?
I've got so many names,
Emo, Goth, Boffin and Nerd,
Am I these things?
Who am I?
I've lost my way,
No longer see the light,

Hidden in the

My InspirationWhen I see your face, I have to smile,
You're my inspiration, my worthwhile,
You're the one to wipe away my fears,
My hate, anger and pain,
For however long you're with me,

Even after you're gone, the memory lingers,
Your scent, your smile, your laugh your cheer.
Even when you're mocking me, or trying to make me scream,
I know you still have my back, still look out for me,

Though I fear we're drifting apart,
I'm comforted when you're near, the fear disappears,
My tears vanish, like I never shed them over you,
I've never laughed as much as when I'm with you,
I see your face when I shut my eyes, when they're open too,

You're my in

The Pet"We should get a pet."

"A pet? We?"

"Yes. And yes. Something to bond us."

"I think we're bonded enough."

"You know what I mean."

"Fine, yes, I do. But, a pet? I can't even keep a cactus alive!"

"Yes, a pet. And that's not true; it was a rose."

"The point still stands."

"And I'm knocking it down. How about a cat?"

"How about a rock?"

"A... a rock?"

"Yes. No one seems to appreciate the pet potential in a rock."

"Yeah, because a rock is not a pet."

"It is!"

"How about a dog?"

"Don't ignore me!"

"I'm not. A Labrador?"

"You are! I say rock, and you just IGNORE me, and ramble on about DOGS!"

"I do not ramble. And, I did not ignor

Shadows Of The Past: Part 3"Korra? Ah, you're finally back, I- What happened to you?" Tenzin cried once he saw his young charge slink back into the house, her face blotchy and exhausted, her mask gone, and her body soaking wet. While he didn't approve of her activities, he knew that this was the only way the young girl was going to accept her choices, and move on, even if it was unorthodox and dangerous. He watched sadly as she swiped at her eyes and started to remove the black clothing, her top and leggings beneath.

"I got caught in the rain... and by Mako, and Bolin." She finally whispered, and in an instant Tenzin was beside her, enfolding her in his arms, already

Party"You know, you shouldn't have done this."

"You know that you have to stop saying that, because I know I shouldn't have, but I am; so suck it up."

"Bolin, you know what you're like; this was the stupidest idea of all time! Call it off!"

"Mako I'm not calling it off; it's what I want to do! Besides it's too late, it's all organised, and we now have our first guest."

"That doesn't mean it's a party, nor does it mean you can't call it off."

"HEY! I resent that; I can make it a party, alright!"

"I don't doubt that you can, Korra, but it still doesn't mean that we, or Bolin, should have a party anyway, and definitely not one this big."

"Big?

Shadows Of The PastThe hooded figure slipped into the alleyway, and Mako growled. Whoever this person was, who'd been following him for the past week, was good. Always in the corner of his eye, if Mako even saw them, always vanishing when he turned around; and the tail always stopped once he returned to the arena, once he was home. Suspicious of this figure's actions, and motives, Mako had finally decided to find out what this person wanted, and who the heck they were. Leaving through a back door, Mako had followed the slim figure, dressed entirely in black as they retreated from the glow of the arena, into the darkened city, right into the alleyway where they

Shadows Of The Past: Part TwoHe wasn't going to lose her. Not again. Mako tore through the streets, his eyes constantly shifting, always looking for that snatch of black that was Korra, his protector, his 'one person'. There; he sprinted toward the square, closer to the Air Temple, knowing that once she got near the water, she was going to be lost forever; he had to get to her. Finally, he burst onto an empty, straight street, Korra's racing figure still ahead; he piled on the speed, no longer caring what it would do to his body, needing to see her, tell her to stay. He was so close, he reached out a hand, smirking once it wrapped around the young Avatar's arm, and stopp

Picking Up The PiecesDo you think of her
When you're with me
Repeat the memories you made together
Who's face do you see?

He was staring straight ahead, lost in his memories, and Korra could only watch him, the radio playing forgotten in the background; all their attempts weren't working to bring him back, out of his shell. Bolin had already left; given up and pained by his brother's withdrawal from the world, leaving another task on the Avatar's rapidly filling list, another soul to save, something else to balance the peace in.

She'd tried talking to him about her, doing things with him, getting him to open up, but whenever he did, he wasn't fully there, a

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I shouldn't have gone back, should've made sure I had everything. But I didn't. So back I went. Back to her. And him. Found the door locked, trying not to let suspicious thoughts take over my brain. But what was the use. I kicked open the door. And found them.

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That Broken SmileI wasn't looking. I really wasn't. But I saw her anyway. Smiling. With friends. But, my god, what a broken smile it was. And no one had noticed how cracked it was. I couldn't believe it.

She was beautiful, like beauty queen material. So it shouldn't have been a surprise when I saw another guy wrap an arm around her, kissing her; telling the whole world she belonged to him. Again, that broken smile. Was it because of him? Them?

I had to clear this all out of my head; I was thinking too much. You knew the danger of that. So I shouldn't have been so shocked when I wound up in front of your door, after practically running from that corner and

This LoveI'd had enough.

Too many times had she walked out the door, and thrown away her key. And come back to hear my poor heart break. So I ignored her.

Let her walk away. Ignored my heart, now more scar than innocent skin. Turned away when she called my name.

I didn't want to know. So, describe to me my surprise, when I heard her heart break.
So used to me, was she, that she expected me to come back, scars and all, and weep on her knees.

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Who Got AwayI thought about you the other day,
You're the one, the one who got away,
I let you slip out past my grasp,
And never caught you back again.

I wonder if you ever think of me,
And think, think the exact same,
Am I the one who got away?

You always were a runner,
Never stopped for a second,
Just dragged me along with you,
Not that I ever could complain.

You brought a light to my life,
That was so brilliant to me,
And then, then you ran away.

Maybe you just missed,
Didn't quite catch my hand,
Or did you just get bored,
Was I not enough to satisfy?

You told me not to think like this,
You always distracted me,
And now you're gone

SomeoneI want someone to hold me,
And want to hold me close,
I want to know they hug me because they want to,
It's not an obligation.

I want someone to listen to me,
And want to hear what I have to say,
Not let wash over them,
Because it's the chore of the day.

I want someone to wipe away my tears,
With fingers that love and hold,
And don't shove them off my face,
Like they're some sort of bore.

I want someone to pick me up,
When I fall, take the time to dust me off,
Make sure I'm steady on my feet,
And watch me take those first few steps.

I want someone to take my hand,
And hold it because they care,
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Blade

by ~Icerose27, Feb 6, 2011, 11:23:51 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I'm trying to heal,
I promise you I am,
But the blade is so tempting,
It haunts my every thought,

The glinting side,
The depressions in my skin,
The urge to draw blood,
It's overwhelming me,

It haunts my thoughts in the day,
And floats through my dreams at night
The sickness I feel after I've cut,
The strange relief that also comes,

That sense of release,
I know it's wrong but it feels so right,
I feel sick, yet relieved,
The conflicting emotions,

Chalk and cheese,
Fire and ice.
Still that shining metal draws me ever closer,
Hold me, it calls, cut into your skin,

Even if I try to resist,
The longing for pain will return,
And yet again,
I'll be back where I once was,

Trying to heal,
I promise you,
But being tempted by the blade,
The blade which haunts my every thought.

Bladeby ~Icerose27

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!stevehippie Feb 20, 2011

those are my exact words. I want to so badly, but i know i WILL get caught.

~Icerose27 Feb 23, 2011 Student Writer

Yeah- it's the hard part- hiding the marks- still thanks for the comment- glad you appreciate it.

!stevehippie Feb 24, 2011

just try cutting on your thighs

~Icerose27 Feb 27, 2011 Student Writer

hmm- not a bad suggestion- my lower arm is just way too obvious- too many t-shirts....

thanks.

!stevehippie Feb 27, 2011

exactly! i can't stand wearing long sleeves

~Icerose27 Feb 27, 2011 Student Writer

me either....

thank god for gloves...

!stevehippie Feb 27, 2011

yeah, i usually wear glovettes

~Icerose27 Feb 27, 2011 Student Writer

same here!! the best ever!!

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=LadyofGaerdon Feb 9, 2011 Professional Writer

Oh wow. That's pretty powerful.

I've just got a few suggestions, if you want them:

I was a bit confused by the line "chalk and cheese".

The semi-colon after "Hold me" is used incorrectly. Should just be a comma.

Anyway, I really liked it. Well-written and moving.

~Icerose27 Feb 10, 2011 Student Writer

Thank you so much!!

well, chalk and cheese is often used to describe a huge opposite, just like fire and water- hope that clears things up!!

Oh, okay- i'll change that as soon as possible- thanks for telling me!!

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