Hello again, DA
Sarahlynae


The PlungeBreathing stops. Eyes close.The Plunge
...Then The Plunge.
Piercing the frigid water Slicing like a knife Numbness ensues... then fierce panic Stoke after stroke Moving toward an unfixed point Vacillating in a sea of change Scaling the wall Between death and life Gasping for air
Swallowing salt Strong winds sting the cheek Legs flap with wild control Propelling to an unknown destination Solid waves throttle the body Pulling under and outward Rocks dart out
Sudden, crippling pains Shooting, crippling pain


erasedIve erased you. Ive erased your pictures. Ive erased your pictures from my phone. my camera. my computer.erased
Ive forgotten you. Ive forgotten your touch. Ive forgotten your touch on my hand. my face. my life.
Im not bitter. Im not upset. Im not crushed. Im just standing up again.
goodbye.


Never Did I KnowNever did I know That such a smile Could light up a heart And make it singNever Did I Know
Never did I know That such eyes
Could mirror heaven And bring it here
Never did I know That such a heart Could fill to the brink And empty just as fast


Ode to Oedipus(All shall pass, All shall pass The strong shall wither and fade like grass)Ode to Oedipus
Odedipus was a true hero indeed! Helping his subjects in both word and deed A kingly man in all of his glory and this is his sad and fruitless story
He married his mother, Promoted her brother, Slew his own father And found it a bother Had children (its true Which disturbs me and you) Found all the lies out Gouged both his eyes out Led his kingdom astray
And at the end of the story he hobbled away.


No poetryNo poetry was written, No fairytales were read. As if it was forbidden, By the monsters in her head. And all they thought was silly,No poetry
Was quickly thrown away. By a girl who had to grow up, By a girl who couldn't play.
All her dreams and fantasies,
All her fears and hopes. Thrown in a bag of garbage,
Balloons and skipping ropes. The teddybears and puzzles,
All had to retreat. For new puzzles in her head,
She never would complete.
No poetry was written, No fairytales were told. Her eyes spoke of a sad tale,
Her ha
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I live, breath, and enjoy art in all of its forms.
Music, Drama, Literature, and the Fine Arts.
I did it for the lulz!!!!!
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I'm Sending some Christmas cheers out to my friends, this is for you, adjust your volume..
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Have a great Christmas day
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"Our purpose is hidden in our joy, our inspiration, our excitement. As we act on what shows up in our life our purpose shows up."
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"Our purpose is hidden in our joy, our inspiration, our excitement. As we act on what shows up in our life our purpose shows up."
Happy Christmas
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