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Like Someone I've Never Met by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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Like Someone I've Never Met

Sometimes it feels like I'm someone that I've never met. Little anger slides out from beneath broken lips. Sometimes it feels like I'm someone that I've never met. Bundles of guilt, all wrapped up neatly like little packages to be posted and received in the mail. Somtimes it feels like I'm someone I can't remember. Why doesn't your face seem familiar, this isn't fair. Sometimes it feels like I'm someone I've never met.

The Scientist by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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The Scientist

A dam has been built, between words and my heart, they thought they were strong, but they just fell apart. The words flew on by, having collapsed and lost hope, and the heart kept on beating, finding someway to cope. Staring over the horizon, their minds run all white, receipts recording prices, money overtaking the night. Chemicals combine, mix together and create everything in our world, that we love and appreciate. So tell me now, dear scientist of this world, what am I made of, when my body's uncurl'd --when the defenses are down, when we read from the bone, can you tell omniscient scientist, if we carry out destiny alone?

Precious Words by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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Precious Words

These are words behind my lips, pushing, vying for space time. Sharp things poking through the space between my teeth. Violent, angry, falling onto my tongue. Feelings hide in the corner of your sight, the whites of my eyes pupils holding thoughts, colour fading quick. Our hands have a history, our words a past. Knees are, as a rule, almost always ugly, and mine are definitely not an exception. There are thoughts behind this skin, whether you can see them or not, and deep in my bones where I can't see I have words that see for me.

Salt In Old Wounds by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

I Could Not Scream by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

The Orange Tree by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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The Orange Tree

How can you leave a poem half-way unread, like a new born-baby crying in the night. When the Orange tree is finally seeing the light of day, can you believe your own eyes? This may be one the worst things I'm ever going to do And I may regret it after. Maybe it's a mistake. But then if it's not, then why aren't I sure of you? Just like the orange tree, I don't know what to believe.

The Singular Chorus by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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The Singular Chorus

Shed your tears like you shed your clothes —far and few in between. Bleed through me as if you're going through paper, I promise I can handle your blood. With the night comes the memories, with the memories comes the pain. Drink me down, fill me up, enjoy the stretch and the strain. You thought no one would notice how you never wear white, but I'm much smarter than that. I know it's rare for you to plan ahead. There is so much left unspoken, and your hands seem so empty but you never let me touch you —not once, not ever.

Young Perspectives by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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Young Perspectives

Dive deep into that teenage angst that was so fresh years ago, Sleeping with one eye open now we've forgotten what youth feels like. Drive away from your old home forget how light falls in your room in the morning.| Buy a house, buy a car, have kids and when the time comes, assume you know how they feel. Either that, or you just don't care. We are all already soaked in our past, dripping wet and about to drop dead, like the bandages that cover young veins. If you didn't have them, you caused them.

Young Perspectives by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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Young Perspectives

Brittle Girl by nocoolnamesavailible, literature

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Brittle Girl

They fashioned her from their brittle bones, whittled away at the wilted, weakened hearts, The ones that had erratic beatings. They put her together just to take her apart. She danced across their puppet strings, followed their each and every rule. Now she's realized she was never important, all this time she was such a fool. A fool to think she was wanted, and a fool to believe that she mattered. Looking back it's time she noticed everything at home was shattered. So now she's strengthening those brittle bones, and trying to feed that weakened heart. She's making every preparation so that no one can ever take her apart.

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You Take All That You Want To by B-U-Ts, literature

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You Take All That You Want To

You took me by the shadow And you caught me in your trap Spent a lifetime in a window Simply waiting for a crack You slid your nails deeper And you spread in through my blood Spitting venom like a preacher Teaching lessons of the love You take all that you want to Just to get a little fix Spreading darkness in the sunshine As the sun and darkness lick You take all that you want to But you don't get what you deserve Setting fire to the waters As you watch a lifeline burn You held my hands in vices You took my pride in shadows light Like a siren's song entices You scarred my brain with bark and bite You forced away the sunrise

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Dec 30
Canada
Deviant for 13 years
She / Her

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I like cats, I write poetry, I don't get on this site often enough.

Favourite Visual Artist

Monet

Favourite Movies

The Breakfast Club, The Prestige, The Illusionist, Accepted, The Invisable.

Favourite TV Shows

That 70s Show

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Beatles, Panic at the Disco, He Is We, Fleetwood Mac, etcetecetc

Favourite Books

What Happened To Lani Garver, Should To The Sky, I Am A Sensation (poetry)

Favourite Writers

Buffy St. Marie, Percy Shelly, John Keats, Meg Cabot, Debbi Calletti (?)

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Pen and Paper, inspiration.

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Reading, Music, hugs.

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nocoolnamesavailible

May 31, 2012

Well, shit..

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So recently I found these little disorders that you can have on the internet.. and it turns out I pretty much have them. BADLY They are: Schediaphilia (aka Toonophilia): love (or sexual arousal) to cartoon characters/situations Celebriphilia: pathological desire to have sex with a celebrity LOOOOOOOL I AM DEAD But seriously, I am so dead. Am I alone in this? Comment if you suffer from these too. xD p.s. Kyle baby I love you please forgive me it isn't my fAult I sWEar I Can'T HeLP Itt. :C

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May 27, 2012

Devious Journal Entry

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So my new friend not-in-so-many-words, who is a BRILLIANT poet read my poem "Painted Picture" and became really inspired. She ended up writing a poem response to it! The URL is below~ I hope you guys check it out, especially if you read Painted Picture and liked it, because really, this is a brilliant poem that she wrote. >w< Please give it a look! http://not-in-so-many-words.deviantart.com/art/impressionism-304565926

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nocoolnamesavailible

Nov 30, 2011

WeHeartIt

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https://weheartit.com/ I love this website because it has so many great pictures...And sometimes, when I find a real good, inspiring one, I'll write a poem because of it and go onto picnik and edit the words on. ;3 It's nice, you know, having that visual, because it helps shape the poem. I think that if anyone asked me what was one of the easiest ways I help myself get back into my writing jags, I'd say WeHeartIt (either that or good music, but there isn't much of the latter out there anymore, and if there is, it's elusive) because it pops an idea into your head like one of those suckers with the gum in the middle, and only once you finish d

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ASortaSadSoliloquy

Dec 31, 2012

Happy birthday kid, if you're still around. :/

nocoolnamesavailible

Jan 12, 2013

'course I'm around~
and thank you!

Menorquin

Jul 21, 2012

Thanka you for the fave Merlin!

not-in-so-many-words

May 19, 2012

thank you so much for the watch and adding my work to your collection!

nocoolnamesavailible

May 19, 2012

I really like it, and you're so new! I was shocked. o.o I'll definitely be looking at your future stuff. I'm a poet myself, but I absolutely love reading other's poetry as well.

aw thank you.

Thanks for the fav!

~Anime~