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Master of our own DisasterTears fall into place  Nothing can quite mend this  These holes punched in empty space  And a twisted, broken mess   
I'll never see you smile  I'll never be the one  So I'll cry here for a while  As my world comes undone   
Actions so seemingly small  Can tear your world apart  Until you're left with nothing at all  Except for a shattered heart Master of our own Disaster
by ~La-Belle-Isolde
A WalkI walked down the streets  the back roads,  and the alleys  I looked at the people  through the boards in the fence;  They all looked the same   
Every last one  behaved just as they did  at the house before.  And thinking about it like that  makes life seem so very mundane. A Walk
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Staring At the SunI thought for a moment  That the harshness of the sun  Had disappeared behind a cloud  But I was wrong  I was simply going blind  From staring into the light  For far too long. Staring At the Sun
by ~La-Belle-Isolde
The Missing PieceI took my meds today  Just like every other day  I feel no different   
I was with you today  Just like every other day  I felt no different   
I took my meds today  This feeling inside  It is no different   
I was with him today  Still this feeling inside  It is no different   
There is nothing you can do  Nothing I can do  Nothing he can do  Nothing we can do  Nothing that can be done  To cure this emptiness inside. The Missing Piece
by ~La-Belle-Isolde
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Mon Jun 8, 2009, 12:17 PM
  • Listening to: Poem Song - Polly Scattergood
  • Drinking: Lots of water
Poem Song
By Polly Scattergood

I try not to let my insecurities
Dictate who I am and who I want to be.
I gave you all my words, and my words and my soul,
So please try to be kind if you are in control.
Because
Time takes, time takes, time takes, time takes many tears away.

If I had some elegance, some airs or grace,
Or if I had buttons made of silver, or tops made of lace.
Then I'd be that girl you want; I'd ooze with charm.
And I'd have diamonds on my fingers and you on my arm.
But
Time takes, time takes, time takes, time takes many tears away.

Everybody seems to just turn a blind eye
On the 159 to Brixton, when a blonde girl cries,
And so, I will always be that girl that you never quite kissed,
And I have ribbons on my fingers and cuts on my wrist.
Because
Time takes, time takes, time takes, time takes many tears away.

If I was brave enough I'd get onto my knees,
And I would ask for you to try again to love me please.
Because I have never felt that unconditionally
And learning takes some time but don't give up on me.
Because
Time takes, time takes, time takes, time takes many tears away.

Time takes, time takes, time takes courage!
And time, time takes many tears away.

Black and blue my petals fall on broken glass.
Please, teach me how to love and to forget the past.
Beacuse tiny steps I take each day, but most days I crawl.
Please try to be kind because I often fall.
Because
Time takes, time takes, time takes, time takes many tears away.

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  • Current Residence: Wherever here is.
  • Interests: Your mom.
  • Favourite movie: The story of my life, wait, I hate that one
  • Favourite band or musician: Sonata Arctica, Something Corporate, Aqualung, Pete Yorn, Soilwork, Children of Bodom
  • Favourite genre of music: Metal and Emo (the good emo, not the Simple Plan crap)
  • Favourite artist: Myself.
  • Favourite poet or writer: Myself.
  • Favourite photographer: Myself.
  • Operating System: Windows XD
  • Personal Quote: "To love is to live is to lose is to win."
  • Tools of the Trade: My brain.

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~amyjenc1:iconamyjenc1: Oct 7, 2007, 8:44:22 PM
Hey Trish thanks for the favorite!!

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=FallenAngelAraya:iconFallenAngelAraya: Aug 27, 2007, 12:30:56 PM
Thanks for the fav.

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"The opposite of WAR isn't PEACE, it's CREATION!" ~Mark Rent

"I can't go on, I will go on." ~Chekhov
~rinoalionheart:iconrinoalionheart: Oct 10, 2006, 10:08:40 PM
Thanks for the favy!! :D :D :D

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All artists are buffoons: always baring their hearts and serving them up on a platter seeking the world's approval; utterly dependent on the whims of people's taste, always in danger of being made a laughing stock. ----Moliere by Sabina Berman.
-Dubee
Mood: Cheerful *raw-sienna:iconraw-sienna: Sep 15, 2006, 1:58:44 PM
Thanks for the favs
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~blacktrenchcoat05:iconblacktrenchcoat05: Jun 21, 2006, 1:18:01 PM
Oh, it's no problem- I suck as an animator. It's unbelievable how you can spend hours on it and it turns out you only got a few seconds of animation on it, so I'd rather reccomend you don't watch that stuff at all-or atleast not my stuff. I really am into poetry and the visual arts- graphic design stuff more.

Well, your welcome.
~hakucho:iconhakucho: Jun 14, 2006, 9:49:37 AM
Thanks for the :+fav: on Void! :hug:

Take care,

Hakucho

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~momentie:iconmomentie: May 22, 2006, 8:39:24 PM
thank you for the favourite La.

:glomp:

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~xXDarkxPoetryXx:iconxXDarkxPoetryXx: May 11, 2006, 12:23:23 PM
wow.......thanx for all the favs! :gallery:

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~momentie:iconmomentie: May 10, 2006, 11:44:10 PM
I LOVE YOU TRISH!!!!!!!!

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I walk with her, and I hear the gentle beating of mighty wings
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~La-Belle-Isolde:iconLa-Belle-Isolde: May 11, 2006, 3:13:37 AM
I LOVE YOU TOO MONK!!!!!!!!

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