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Broken ButterfliesI opened my mouth and coughed out the wings
Throwing up the colors,
From once beautiful things.
They crawl up my throat,
And pry through my teeth,
Revealing the darkness,
I've hid underneath.
Her words echo in my head,
I try to stand.
But fall instead.
They no longer had that fluttery feel.
I guess the love had lost its appeal.
I cough and clutch at the hole in my chest.
Thinking ironically,
Is this just love at its best?

She said she hates the world.
But I know she loves it so,
I have seen her on the hill,
With the evening afterglow.
She feeds them with my beating heart
Enticing them
Like the sweetest tart.
While clut

Imaginary FriendI once had a friend.
That was made of pretend,
Who's only friend was me.
We played all alone,
Just all on our own.
Down on the hills,
And the trees.

We ran through the woods,
Jumped in the hills,
And played in the dark,
Because we lived for the thrills.
We went on our journeys,
And time would stand still.
The world would change,
Because it was our will.

Then came the days…
My friend started to fade.
We no longer spoke,
We just sat in the shade.
And as we sat silent
We looked at the sky .
My friend left for the last time,
Without a goodbye.
I guess the fact is.
They were no longer shy.

I once had a friend,
I tho

MarionetteThe strings dig deep into her veins.
She moves with them,
To dull the pain.
A painted face,
With a printed smile,
Her emotions left unversitile.

She dances alone, secluded,
Forlorn and deluded.
A disaster.
And only for her twisted master.
A mental crafter,
A vile bastard.

Only I can see the tears,
And only I know all her fears.
I flick my fingers to the right,
On my command she stands up right.
I flick my finger to the left.
She'd murder all the ones she left.

Maybe its love,
Or maybe it's insane.
I don't know the reasons,
Or why she's bound with chains.
I just can't help but love,
Her face so filled with pain.

Sky FallIt’s always when it’s raining...
She calls me on the phone.
Her voice worried and hysterical,
Compelling me to get home.

She says
The sky is falling…
That everything’s coming down.
She can feel the whole world crying,
And she’s afraid she going to drown.

Hiding under an umbrella.
Isolated on her bed.
Maybe to keep the rain out,
Or the rumors that have spread.
Trying to ignore them,
Like the voices in her head.
She shuts her eyes to scream,
But silent raindrops fall
instead.

She believes
That one day,
The clouds might go away.
it leaves me stifled and choked,
When even on the sunny days,
it makes no sense,

Catch An Angel Catch an angel with a prayer,
Push it down and strip it bare.
Rip its wings from the bone,
To never let it fly back home.
Trap it, lock it, and bind it close,
To hide away, from the eyes of most.
It flaps it's bones left on its back, a haunting sound.
Click, clack. Click clack.

Catch an angel so they say,
To make the bad luck go away.
Hurt the angel if you dare,
To bring upon the world despair.
In your sadness and through your rage,
It beckons you closer to the cage.
It drags you in,
Holds you close,
To rid the pain that hurts the most.
Trick the god with a lie,
Because the angel has to die.
It sleeps so

Hold The NoiseHer words.
They grace pages,
From the tip of her tongue.
Just one more melody,
That goes unsung.
Yet pen strikes at paper,
Creating worlds and dreams.
Not knowing her own talent,
She takes them to extremes.
Unable to control her abilities,
She rhymes the world from reason.

Everything stops.
Time holds its breath,
The stars fade out,
She pauses death.
And life stands still.
She writes it all,
While watching from a window sill.
In the worlds she made.
Away from the loud reverberations,
Of stress, life, and boys.
She finds she is finally able,
To Hold The Noise.

Where The Impossible Tries To BeTake me to a place, she said;
my dreams no longer see.
My heart is breaking, my will is gone;
I'm not who I used to be.
Show me the place you can only see once;
a world for just you and me.
Take me there, to that place;
where the impossible tries to be.

Where the light and the dark share their love;
where the sun and the moon dance above.
A place where the grass and wind
become the sea;
and splash their waves all over me.
Clouds are colors that become the sky;
taste them as they pass on by.

A place where Angels go to cry;
and tears rain down from cold clear sky's.
I'll look up sadly through the rain;
and understand the worl

Cheating Is Like Chocolate   Cheating is like chocolate,
or more devastating so.
Its taste so warm,
yet it's colder than snow.
If you hold it too long,
it will melt in your hands.
It will shake up the world,
so that no one can stand.

Cheating is like cherries,
in color and tone.
A bittersweet taste,
of a forever alone.
There is no reason,
to do as you should.
If something so small,
can taste so good.

Cheating is like a taste of forbidden fruit
Covered in chocolate,
deep down to the roots.
The first bite is sweet,
the second is hot
But as soon as its picked
it begins to rot.
When the chocola

The Trapped ReflectionHer reflection pressed its hands,
Against the cold hard glass.
Trapped in regret.
A link to her past.
She met its finger tips,
As well as its eyes,
And all she could see,
Was the hate and despise.
Being chained to a moment,
A cage with no bars.
Forced to look up,
At a dark sky without stars.

It stares demanding..
The world she let grow grey.
And then it smiled
And walked away.
She tried to leave too
But couldn't turn back
And then looked up to a starless sky,
That was all but pitch black.
She put her hands against the hard cold glass.
And watched as her reflection,
Walked out of the past.

Out of the past and into

If Today Was TomorrowToday is tomorrow, open your eyes;
Begin your day to forget the lies.
Don't dare sigh, take a breath
To relieve the grief that's on your chest.

If today was tomorrow what would you do
Live the same life you already knew?
Or forever be changed for all those to see,
If today was tomorrow
Who would you be.

If today was tomorrow
I would lay down my head'
Fall deep into sleep in my comfortable bed.
I would dream forever, and all would be fine
If today was tomorrow
I would have time.

If today was tomorrow I would scream at the sky
I would stomp at the ground, with no reason why
I would laugh and then cry, until the day that I

Paper Planes (mix)You called again…
Like I don't know what you want to do.
And I'm still folding these letters,
Pretending my words just might reach you.
So I let it ring…
Hiding from the rain,
And the feelings it brings.
while hiding from the pain.

Reminded of when we spent the days,
Like they'd always last.
Now all we have are memories,
That belong to the past.
And I'm just sitting here…
Still trapped under the rain.
Waiting for the chance,
To send these paper planes.

Some days
I look out the windows
Thinking about where the time goes,
How I let it slip away,
While I watched the clock tick,
It's way throughout the day.

She Holds The CradleShe holds it ever so softly,
With a face full of pain.
The cries that it lets out,
A reminder of her shame.
It's the evidence of what she's done,
The soiled prize her body won.
From the men who knew her dreams.
Cradled in her arms so tightly,
The rain runs down her cheeks in streams.

She rocks with it back and forth,
As if lulling it to sleep.
She wants to set it down,
But she's got promises to keep.
She looks down at the ground,
To avoid the stares.
Of strangers, the neighbors,
And people who care.
She wonders if he came too.
The boy she left,
For the men she knew.
At the thought she stops still
What did she lose?
For the price of her skil

The Man Who Took The TempestHe told me she was like chocolate,
Now I cannot stand the taste.
He told me because she was pretty,
And a shame to go to waste.
He described it like a vibrant show,
With a smile that only devils know.
The things he said.
He spoke them slow,
But I could not believe.

His words forced me to my knees
And would not stop when I begged him please
And that is how he killed me.

Most would seek their vengeance
But I no longer had the fight
What's the point in standing up?
If you no longer see the light?

His phone rings ..
He smiles ..
My lover's on the line.
He turns to me and shushes,
So she cannot hear me whine.

I hate this m

dragons melancholySleep dear girl. The night is late,
close your eyes and forget your fate.
Never mind the lies and taunts,
sleep in peace and think nice thoughts.
Please don't worry the night away,
for the sake of a silent k.
Because you're safe among all the mess,
death destruction and pure duress.
I'll be the dragon that keeps you safe,
grips you tight and locked in place.
I'll uncover all that you hide so well,
just to show what's in your shell.
And when I die you'll feel relief,
to be rescued from demons teeth.
I know it's tough your life been hard,
so let me take what you have to guard
The sun is up now we wait,
the moon will ri

Where The Yellow Flowers GrowThere is a place in the country, where the city does not know.
of how the yellow flowers glow.
where the grass is greener than the leaves, and dirt is browner than the trees.
where the wind hugs warmly and you hug back,the trees give shade
so take a nap.

The people are nice, the children are kind, and no one is ever left behind.
The sun is bright yellow, the sky is so blue.
The moon pure silver, the stars a bright hue.
The air is so fresh and nice to the taste,
you gasp for breath, there's plenty to waste.

Down by the fields filled with corn and wheat.
Lived your new friend, who often came to your street.
they pulled at your hand

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We Are The Liars

by ~Mierren, Jun 18, 2012, 6:28:46 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

We twist are words to talk to you,
And bend the facts to make them true.
We are the wolves, who lead the lambs.
Like gods of death who guide the dammed.
The tricksters and jesters, who kings all loved;
Until we had them lynched and clubbed.
We are the ones, who break your rules.
While dancing on your laws like fools.
The saints
the sinners..
The losers
and winners
Your friends and family that will always last,
It is we who wear the mask.
We lie to make our world more,
While wearing masks that you adore.
We are the ones who set up the fires
And bury the living in funeral pyres
We are the deities of deceit
And the broken soul buyers
who live off life's cheats
we are the ashes
the fires
and laughing wolf criers
We are the liars.