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Medusa Flame
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#31 ()
11-17-2009, 10:52 PM

I did:I am

I wanted to do this
I pushed
I don't remember afterwords
I leave and come
I hate and love
I see and don't
I cues and clean
I make and destroy
I live and hide
I have and don't
I want and get
I have this and don't
I need and don't
I hate it
I love it
I give it and reserve it
I found it
I gave it
I am the peacer
I am the helper
I am the joker
I am the lover
I am the caretaker
I am the jester
I am jest me.

Last edited by Sizzla; 11-18-2009 at 05:22 PM..

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Medusa Flame
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#32 ()
11-17-2009, 11:13 PM

Live

L is for liefs
I is for Icy
V is for Velvet
E is for Eyes
This spells velvet eyes icy liefs.
That is liveing with all of this in the world.

Last edited by Sizzla; 11-18-2009 at 05:22 PM..

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Medusa Flame
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#33 ()
11-18-2009, 03:10 AM

My unfinished Song
Live today
Live tomorrow
Either or works for me
Let me be myself
Forever more.
Memories Fade like a song.

And I can see myself straight
Again.
I stay alive for others.
But please speak to me.
Tell me what you wish.
Tell me what you want.
I am sick of lies and life.
Let me lead myself a few miles.
Its been awhile sense I could say
I love myself as well.

Last edited by Medusa Flame; 11-21-2009 at 07:25 PM..

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#34 ()
11-18-2009, 03:58 AM

Little Mouse

Little mouse what do
You want to do? I know
Now eat sleep and us
Being friends
Just like me
Little mouse
Little mouse
Just like me
Little mouse.


Morning Star

The morning star is like some raisins in my
Oatmeal that make my day bright.

I almost always think about the night
But I still have the morning star in
My heart
That is always red and hot.

But I never know that it would
Always be morning even when
It’s dark so I stay up thinking about
Night still I let the morning star
Set.






The Fire


The fire is a window
A window to life and death
It is like a crystal ball that
You see what you want to

The fire is in every day life
But not every one knows
The fire’s secret

I know it
Jest me
And now you.

It is hot and bitter cold
So don’t touch it
It’s a window
Of all of us.

It’s like we are
Trees with any leaves.

We can’t really see it
Unless we use are
Imagination.

Last edited by Medusa Flame; 01-09-2010 at 11:03 PM..

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#35 ()
11-18-2009, 05:22 PM

Medusa, please be sure not to sign your name to each one of these poems. We already know it was you who's written them, so there's no need to post that in each post. It can be considered spamming. I went ahead and removed them from your most recent posts.

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11-18-2009, 09:36 PM

Ok I'm sorry I didn't see that last night when I did it. I'll fix it right away. Thank you for catching that.

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#37 ()
01-09-2010, 11:14 PM

Time

Time is like a mother elephant
It goes quick when nothings
There.
It goes slow when something
is wrong.

Time is as beautiful as a
Butterfly.
Nice and swift when
Normal.

But Happiness is never
In time because time has
Never been anything besides
Happiness.

Winter Moon


There is frost everywhere
Like evergreens
They never die.

The winter moon
Creates a spakling
shadow
On the sky.

But we can't touch it.
We see and Touch the winter moons
flowers!

Winter moon come and
Dance.
the grass sparkles
Lovely again.

Winter moon.

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Medusa Flame
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#38 ()
01-10-2010, 02:07 AM

History

H is told
I is told
S has stayed
T is found
O is still standing
R is lost in a forest
Y is for all when we are here.

His story

His story is different from
Her story.
He wrote letters
She drew pictures.
His life was from place to place
Her life was on a farm.
He loves motocycles
She loves plants.
His story sparkles
Jest like Her's does.

Medusa

Medusa con not see us
She is sad that she scared
Another man.

I am sorry that our dog
Is barking at the statue
You made.

I see your pet
I see your friend.

Please Medusa let me
Be your friend.

I wont harm you
I swear.

I love your cave
I love your weaves.
Of reds, greens, and blues.


Prey

I sit here thinking
About life
With my want to
Die.
I live for you
Not me
But I am sitting
Crying inside
I want to see the otherside
Of this
A gift?
People say it is but
I say it isn't sometimes.
I want to die
I live for you not me.
I live for you and to see the otherside.

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#39 ()
02-08-2010, 04:04 AM

Tickling Tulips
A tiger tickled the tulip's toes
With tiny topaz toads,
While the tan tigers talking teeth
Tasted tear drop tomatoes,
on a train traveling towards treasure
holding a terrific tangerine ticket.
tiger tails took tight ticking clocks
that tolk tacky time
To teriffied tubular talking triangle turtles,
A tulips turquoise toes.

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#40 ()
02-15-2010, 02:25 AM

Live like it matters

Living is something
Life is everthing else.

It is like a indigo sunset
Or a flying star in daytime.

A bright plaid wall
talks to a horse.
I have seen this
In a dream.........

I am dark
Nor normal

I live inside
My own

DREAMS!

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#41 ()
02-28-2010, 03:05 PM

Her Story

She was Thirteen
She was saveing grace
She got to ride her first
Bike.
She thought it was great.

Now she is run
Run from the ones
Who harmed her.

She is riding a lovely Motorcycle.
No one really knows her
But she stays to herself.

Why does she like to be alone?
Does it make it easier to run.

Let this be free.
She has always known
She is a Biker
Her name is Biker

Let me tell you a little secret
She loves everything but she
Is mute.
Yes,
She can not talk. she doesn't know how.
No one realized this but she is one good
friend.
Biker
Where have you been?
Biker
Why are you always running?
Let me know when you want
to listen
to my story about you.

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#42 ()
03-11-2010, 08:06 PM

I walk Through the valley of
Death and hear nothing at all
I walk up the Highway
Going home and see life
I am going home, sweet home
There is no place for me here.

Let me be free
It is hard to walk
After you learn to fly.
Nice and at ease
Is the best Things
that i wait for.
I think the silence of the
World to be at peace is
A verry hard thing to do.

we are always at war.
We don't know why
Or to live any other way.

Change is hard as well.
It is like Putting sugar in
A bleeding cut.

Or superglue on a soda
can and giving it to your friend.

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#43 ()
03-12-2010, 01:20 AM

Very nice poetry ^^.
I love how you write!

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Medusa Flame
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#44 ()
03-14-2010, 02:06 PM

thank you. Aiyanna!

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03-22-2010, 03:05 AM

Going up the Road of life
Thinking it is going no where
till i saw that person
I think it is hope less
To talk but everyone around me
Is trying to make me do something
I can not do.
But that one person.
They don't agree
They so say why
Thy thinks they're
Right with staying quiet
Why say anything when it is better to
Shut up in every argument.
Think a little clearer.
You might see you might need to.
I hope i can stay me and stay a listener.
I Love all but a love that person more
I don't know why.
I asked my sister if she saw them.
But she said no.
I think i like a person that I can only see.
I know this will be difficult when the person that no one
Can see is another person of thyself.
I think i am a little odd
When i am the only person that can see thing oter can not
I hope you understand and if not then jest get over it.
I want to be normal again
By then Ii have never been really
Normal.
I want you to be happy for yourself.
That means you can know yourself better then
Thyself.
So Happy No Ever after.

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