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I'll Kill her BelarusxRussiaxreader

A/N:I actually like Belarus. I just thought the song fit. Enjoy!
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So, of course, you were supposed to call me tonight you were supposed to call me tonight...

Ivan picked a sunflower from his flourishing garden and slipped the engagement ring on the stem before tying a (f/c) ribbon on it.

He smiled and practiced his 'speech' to his scarecrow "____ ____, 2 years ago on Christmas eve we met. I've loved you ever since,nobody can make me feel like you do. You're my most beautiful,brightest sunflower! I Я буду лю

One SecondDear You,

Yes, I know what you're thinking:

"There's that creepy girl again,
the one that stares at me all day
and gets all nervous when I'm around."

But I have a lot to tell you,
even if you're not reading this,
so just bear with me.

You- yes, you- are ruining my life.

I used to be so content with myself,
convinced that love was pointless
and dating people is just a hassle.

I knew that looks didn't matter,
that I should look out for myself
and not care what other people think.

What have you done with that girl?

I'm wasting all my time on you,
and I know that, but I can't stop.

I worked so hard on that project,
hoping it would be per

JuliaShe’s the kind of girl people write books about.
Rides bikes too fast - - no hands, hair in flames eyes too.
Barefoot, dirt smeared, picks dandelions with her toes.
Train-track balancing act,
backyard trapezes laughter,
grassroots circus.
She paints her walls with memories.
Ceiling too. Me as well.
I find treasures in her soul.
She makes mine.
She has gypsy legs and a homeland heart I cannot steal.
A living poem I can’t rewrite –
the kind of girl summers are made of.

9.47you run through my veins
like you do my blood,
swallowing joints
like you do thoughts -
on strings, i dance
and i paint and i
try and try and try
so hard, for you
my dear, to be
the moon and stars
and for you realise
that every night
i am awake for you

-

but in the end
the sea will swallow
the waves,
and the sound will
fade to silence,
and the light will
fall into the dark
and we will become
dirt and dust again,
living in the hollows
of ourselves turned
inside out, turned
upside down

Her passionate flameHer flames burn passionately
Like a sparkle from a
Royal jewel
So beautiful

dysmorphic weatherspring came late this year
snow arrived along with april
and i found myself wondering
if this was what the whole year would be like
it wouldn't surprise me
given the recent events
pathetic fallacy and all that

Missing From The WorldSometimes, I’m missing from the world,
But no one even cares.

Oh look, they’re playing a game,
I wish I could join.

My feet move like clockwork,
They’re moving towards the group.

My hand reaches out to them,
But I’m instantly shoved away.

Pray,
Pray I don’t die lonely.

Tears fall from my face,
I run towards the sea.

Its arms comes closer to me,
I can’t help but to smile.

I’m standing in the puddle,
I’m ankle deep with my emotions.

People please,
Why am I ‘scary’?

I feel as if I’m dying inside,
The light went dark.

Wait,
There’s someone running to me.

His ha

Brown and BlueThere once was a boy who was so very tall
taller than everything and everyone
that he couldn’t help but look down on everything.
he looked down like a king on his world
or like an overlooker, miserable:
his face always noble, always tragic
photogenic, iconic
the way those long eyelashes were always drawn down
to hide his faded blue eyes.
he missed out on a lot, always looking at things like
concrete
and dirt
and slow-striding feet.

There once was a girl who was not quite as tall
(pretty average, actually)
with the brightest brown eyes
that saw the bright side of things;
amazingly, impossibly,
she was always looking up
at silly things l

Ad vitam aeternamJe te briserais bien le cœur,
Mais je crois que tu n'en as pas.
Tu n'es pas un enfant de chœur,
Pas non plus un enfant de roi.

Alors.

Chacun le voit ton beau visage,
Mais où sont donc tes beaux scrupules ?
D'autres que moi seraient plus sages,
J'aime les crapules.

Je suis prisonnière de ton songe,
Entichée d'un regard de toi.
Et quand la colère me ronge,
Mon corps bat pour toi...

AschLuke: A Fiery FlameTitle: A Fiery Flame
Author: D.R. Ward
Date: 5-20-13
Age: 13

A Fiery Flame

I should hate you.

I should wish for your death,
I should wish for your demise.
I should wish for you to perish,
Because you have been living as a disguise.

But I don't.

I should want to punch you,
And beat you,
And scream,
And kill,
And breach,
Until I had my everlasting fill.

But I cannot.

Luke, you changed....
I used to be able to hate you, I did, Luke....
But now....

I fall into your arms,
Wishing for this to end,
But wishing it would never in the same.

And yet, I wonder....
How did you do this to me?

A mere Replica!
I should be able to crush you!
..

Come to me nowI need him closer
I need him now
Kissing me hard
Pushing me back
Pulling me in
Pinning me down
Picking me up
Just come here
Come to me now

Feel my curves
Bite my lip
Kiss my neck
Bite it if you please
Just come here
Come to me now

To feel your lips
tracing down my jaw
Your warmth over coming me
Giving me chills
Just come here
Come to me now

These Past Weeks.These past weeks have been the best
Although I know that they could end in a flash,
And I know you may just want to leave it all behind
But I'll never forget it, cause it changed my life.

Every second that our lips touched
I felt a little bit of my heart heal,
I felt it explode in my chest...
I felt as if I slipped out of my mind, and straight into yours.

I would gladly give up this gift, my power to write
Just to hold you for another long night,
And I would give up my heart for you
Just to know if I could trust you to hold it,
But now, as far as I'm concerned, you've had it from the first kiss.

AwayThe stars are all I can see.
As I lay in grass.
So scared to see sunlight.
Because when I do…….
I have to leave you.
I'll have to leave your arms.
Your strong embrace.
Your heartbeat.
It sings to me like a lullaby.
This war
You fighting
It's ruining my lullaby
It seems you have a new scar every day
The sunlight is showing
Now I have to leave
Away from the camp
Back to the Allies
Away from the Axis
Away from you
Even though you're the enemy
I can't help but love you

Upon the Final NotesA dance is a dance, a twirl in the night
Begging for a reason, kindling to the flame.
Friendly words whisper to friendly ears,
Of times done and gone.
Lips smile, brushing a soft shoulder,
Begging the heart to make a mistake.
Only will remains, struggling,
Just to persevere.

what is okcrawling back
the scent
the scent
the scent
of you
suffocation
what is ok
choking
but enjoying
torture
perfect
pain
gasping
i need you
im not ok
the scent
the scent
the scent
what is ok

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SinewI'm sick of delicately
Weaving these circles
Around these dreams
Half as great
As I think they are,
Only to have
Someone walk right
Through the
Intricate web
To break them.

I can't hide
From these hits
And hopelessness,
It's never okay,
I'm never okay.

I'm lying
Behind you,
My only light
In my darkness,
And I still
Fucked that up
Royally.

You'll be hard-pressed
To find anything
Positive
That's more
Than a joke
Or excuse
That someone
Immediately around
Can't do better.

I'm whining
And complaining
On self-centered
Hurt
That leaves me
Strangled,
Lonely,
But struggling
Not to be alone.

I blame
Certain thin

Shallow ShadowsI'm looking up
On downward minds
And casting
Such a tiny shadow
In the wake of
An increasingly
Large one.

Living in the shadow
Of the outgoing
And the shallow,
Unafraid
And stubborn
With obvious
Solutions.

Silence sickens
The saturating sorrow
As I plead quiet
To darker tomorrows.

I can't pretend
That it's all alright,
When my very nature
Is turning back
On everything I am,
And even more
On what I'm not,
And can't be.

I'm being consumed
By the naive
And innocent,
By the stubborn
And self-righteous,
And I'm becoming
Everything
Bad about
Me.

Quiet Screams on Broken DreamsMy eyes shut
And beg for sleep
So I can bring back
Some spirit
And honesty.

I'm sick of using
Excuses upon
Excuses,
For a tired heart
Trying to keep alive
Equates into
A tired body.

Flopping around
Unconfidently
And silently
Screaming
For some sort
Of redemption,
When I know the cause
And very well
Know the solution.

Hinting and slipping
Under boundaries
And lines,
Crossing
Never seemed so easy,
But was just
As fatal
As I imagined.

Time is
Running short
On silent dreams
I spare for the day
(Because I never
Dream at night,)
And I can't subtlely
Poke at
The devastating mountain
For it to give me
Attention

My Fatal WhimThe greater good
From my point of view
Never seemed so bitter,
Misinterpreted,
And wrong.

The way things
Set up themselves
Made things less
Pathetic:
I never want you
To hear or
See me
Cry,
For hours.

The way things
Are said
Tear apart
The connotations
And honest meanings
Of what is meant...

... Or maybe
The honesty
Is simply being
Made to look pretty
To hide these sins.

I've always been one
To see through
And think
Before I act.

Things came together,
It all came together,
And I'm falling apart.

Months,
Years of the
Confusing hell
I use as an excuse
Is so much better
Than you,
Nonexistent.

You never mana

Split FinalityIf the sky fell for us
Then we all fall apart.

If the rain fell for me,
I mean this honestly.

Don't you dare think
This was easy,
Or will help me.

Be All I Can'tI'm deciphering
With concerned eyes
A case based
On basic assumptions.

I haven't had
I situation
Where I feel I could show
Who I am
And what I care.

The cross between
Something special
And something
That's simply normal
Leaves you waiting
And fading
On breaking angst.

I'm afraid
I can't work out
These lingering
Sores and scars
On my own
Without you thinking
I can,
And without you knowing
I can't
Alone
Or even with
Your help.

As we cross
Through the skies
With storm clouds
Reminding us of falling,
The very vision
Of slipping
Entices us
To do so.

There's things
We can't take back
And things
That stay on us

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Don't Let Me Fall

by ~Socially-Suicidal, Jul 12, 2009, 10:50:58 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

Hopeless and distressed,
Humbled and depressed
After all this time
All these lessons learned,
I can never learn
The lesson that would
End this recurring sorrow.

An excuse to fall below the current
Of emotions holding,
Bearing me down.

These scars can never
Be hidden below,
Open scabs in some overused cliche.

I've used it before,
I don't want to use it again,
Dear god,
I don't want fall through this again.

I promised myself
I would fight against this,
This little thing
Where I plead silent but bleed,
Bleed,
Bleed.

These tears are going to be coming soon,
Over someone who will never know,
Someone I could blame my misery on,
They'd never know,
Never know.

Brought inches too close the day before,
I don't want to fall into this again,
I'm coming,
Obsession,
I'm falling to
Obsession,
I don't want to do this again,
I don't want to fight this again,
I don't want to die again,
I can't afford to lose this fight,
I can't afford to be distracted,
Don't let me fall,

Don't

Let

Me

Fall.

Don't Let Me Fallby ~Socially-Suicidal

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

Look away! Turn away!
I should remember nothing is what it seems
For once in my life I will resist...temptation has
Come alive again!
When all is said and done I may not be able to move on
If I don't know what lies beyond
Desire is now the one in control
Am I strong enough to not ever know what I'd find?
Should I press on?

Alesana - 'Obsession is Such an Ugly Word'

7-12-09

~jesusroxgirl Jul 19, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

amen O.o

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~Socially-Suicidal Jul 19, 2009

yeah.... ahh, looks like you're catching up to a lot of my poems xD

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~jesusroxgirl Jul 19, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

maybe

haha

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~flawedfairytale Jul 13, 2009 Student Writer

The opening two lines are amazing, they drew me in right from the start. Incredible piece.

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~Socially-Suicidal Jul 13, 2009

thanks so much im happy you like this piece

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~LillFlower Jul 12, 2009

*sighs* ^{in a good way}
its really good my friend

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~Socially-Suicidal Jul 12, 2009

woot, im smiling in a uh... good way too?

thanks

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~LillFlower Jul 12, 2009

lol

youre welcome

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!WrittenWhim Jul 12, 2009

beautiful

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~Socially-Suicidal Jul 12, 2009

thanks so much

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