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Snow White SyndromeI seem to have forgotten the sound of my own heartbeat
Splitting apart my limbs I've found the source of my insanity
Coiled around veins and arteries
Star dust and a lazy man’s drug
Has put me to sleep under fictitious pretenses
Of forbidden apples and two faced prince charming’s

Love To KillHe whispered in my ear, "Baby can I hug you around the neck?
Your eyes really brighten up when you cry,
Judging by the marks on your wrist you already want to die."

Trying to recover and stop loving you,
But my heart has a mind of its own,
And I can never find better then you.

"You deserve everything that's coming for you.
Everything you do makes me rageful,
I can barely stand to see you breathe.
Now blow me a kiss as you're on your knees."

Each bruise is a mistake, and truly made of love.
I know how his heart of stone really feels,
I just have to mine through the bitterness.

"You won't ever leave,
Don't you know what my dad did to me?
Yo

The Forward Movement

Tragedy, abrupt to my very soul,
that left me far from whole.

The withered memory born unto my dreams again,
refreshed and once more binding me by chain.

The reopening scars I once upon a time, thought healed,
gape wide to open for the flood gates, red and revealed.

My witnessing eyes bleed out old tears from a rusted well,
Attempting again to put back out the fires of this age old Hell.

The rising waters find my feet and climb,
the two floods meet, where their cause is rhymed.

My heart from which the blood and tears flow,
now at where the pain does ever grow.

Close these outpouring wounds, build back up the walls...
Make for my

Essence of silenceEver so silent
I cross the shores of the eternal waves.
Lightbeams are the rude intruders
That enter and leave and betray
My vision

Ever so blurred
The image of the Could Have Been remains.
I stare at the flicker
That dances and swings and searches
My body

Ever so stunned
I'm shaking with the violent thought.
Darkness beach wants me to leave
So I can feel and mock and soothe
My soul

Ever so broken
An old tune reaches my brain synapses.
Waves crushing on the sand
So I have to move - forward or backward.
Cold or unknown.

Science and MathematicsTake all of your silky words
And tie them to a rock
Throw them in the ocean and
Watch all of them drop
Will they sink to the bottom?
Or will they float up top?
How deep does your meaning go,
or is it just a flop?
Your de•lect•able honey-spice
Sure did cook up nice,
but upon the swallowing
I learned I ought to, think twice.
Think Twice.

Don't take my silence for, grant-ed.
With eyes to the skies
And head Under water
You're a flickering light
and under you falter
You can't take the heat
Under salt water...

you bet your teeth
I'm counting
you better believe
I added it up.

Tick tickHe could hardly breathe
But his heart was still beating
A broken rhythm
A Phsycotic tempo
Beat
Beat
Beat
Beat....

He didn't know the time
But he still heard the seconds go by
Swirling around him
Something was saying
His time was over
Tick
Tick
Tick
Tick...

He didn't have wings
But he was flying away
I couldn't catch him
The wind carried him away
From me
His hands
Were cold and bloody
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip.....

And h

Frost, Cold As Fire

Huge, ornately carved oaken doors burst open with a crash, allowing a bitterly cold wind to swirl in, along with several snowflakes and a skinny teenage boy. Ice-blue eyes glinting with mischief beneath a shaggy mop of white hair, he skids to a stop on the wooden floor, bare feet slipping slightly. He plants the end of his staff firmly on the ground, and spiraling, feathery patterns of frost swirl away from it, matching that on his blue hoodie and slightly torn brown pants.
"North?" He calls into the depths of the workshop. Seconds later, a booming voice tinged with a heavy Russian accent answers him.
"Jack!" A huge man comes int

Fallen LeavesWistfully, they wish
Children might play - allow them
To feel young again.

The Unwanted Dove

The Unwanted Dove

My transformation could not be stopped
A weakened heart is to blame

Remnants of tears are left
I will never be the same again

So tired of everything / These memories of suffering
This is my dark reincarnation / Oh thou have forsaken

I am not your messenger anymore
I'm blind from keeping faith

I no longer recognize a savior
There's no more numbing the pain away
-
Lock me up
Destroy the key

I'm not strong enough
To ever be free

So please clip my wings tonight / Never again will I take flight
Allow me to be useless / I yearn to be powerless

It won't be wrong
To take another shot at me

I am done
So cage away this false

Machine ManMachine Man:

It began with but a simple command, "to do as we are told".

Never to deviate from this path - never to nurture the soul.

We are told that we are given a purpose; "a part of something great!"

Yet why oh why am I so weary of that which is my fate?

Am I an error, a single anomaly, unable to feel intact?

Or am I missing some special attribute - a facet which I lack.

In a society made of fleshed machines; robots wearing skin,

Perhaps I'm simply seeking something, to fill this metal tin.

-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th November 2012

Shadow Sun

Shadow Sun

And in that very moment, I knew it was already too late
My   vision   has   adjusted
The memories of my former life all just slipped away
My   light   has   faded

The last of the fallen sparks fluttered in the distance
My   hope   has   been   obliterated
The shadows rose to claim their long awaited radiance
My   destiny   was    always   fated
-
In my heart, I lost it all
To this very second, it's still my fa

A New Feeling

Your hair glows like the purest snow
on a cold pale night
Your eyes linger on my lips
begging, inviting me with the fire in your eyes
A new feeling bursts into my body, I feel it down to the core
I'm falling for you, everyday even more
Thinking about you, so far away
Waiting, I feel so alone
I finally found someone, and hes already gone
I will see him again, the day will come
and when I do, we will become one
I was tempted, with that look in your eyes
That fiery gaze, with it I could die
My lips met yours, and it was so sweet
Savory and sinister, soon again we will meet...

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The day I decided to take my own life.

I woke up.
I got dressed.

Normal, everyday routine.

I went to school.
I talked to friends.
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I always had a dream.
I dreamed to fly away.
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To soar away from this ruined place
To make it to someplace faraway
To paradise.

That day
I decided I would.

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I walked to my father's building.
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Broken Wings

by ~cturcz1234, Dec 2, 2012, 7:32:01 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

She can see all the things
She'd rather be
Up in the tree
With broken wings

She watched it all
Fall apart
An empty heart
Shattered wall

Torn and broken
Her whole life
With one knife
She was stolen

There was a small light
Falling from the sky
From up so high
With all its might

Crashing down
Bleeding cold
Her beauty sold
Her body marred

Forever numb
She feels no more
From before
She cannot become

So now she stares
At all the things
She'd rather be
Up in the tree
With broken wings

Broken Wingsby ~cturcz1234

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Another spontaneous poem XD idk if it's any good or not. Tell me what you think :3

I do not own the image! Only the writing!
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~havoc-rein91 Dec 3, 2012 Student Artist

Wow. Excellent.

~cturcz1234 Dec 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

thank you

~Hawk-tip Dec 3, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

*takes broken wings and learns to fly again and learns to live so free*

~cturcz1234 Dec 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

*SwarzezTier Dec 3, 2012 Student General Artist

Could you please link my image you used on top to the original here? Or is it usal that way here on dA (do not know much about this, just saw my drawing here

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~cturcz1234 Dec 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I gave you full credit in the description, but if you want i will of course remove it

~cturcz1234 Dec 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

oh gosh this is yours??? I only google searched the image. I hope it's okay I still use it, i'll of course leave a link and all credit to you! I got it from a tumblr page here [link]

*SwarzezTier Dec 3, 2012 Student General Artist

Yes some people use it for what they want outside dA and i could not do much against it..
But thank you for the credit and the poem explaining it

~anniefelis Dec 3, 2012

On DA people ignore the rules and take what they want without caring, and usually the staff does little about it unless the original artist makes a fuss. It sucks. She's not supposed to use this image without your permission.

~cturcz1234 Dec 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I usually just google search images and sometimes the artist or others know the original creator, and whenever that happens I credit them, like i just did here. But if they ever contact me wanting to remove it I of course do so.

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