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This 詩 写真 contains 丸木舟, ダッグアウト, ダグアウト・カヌー, ダグアウト, プロローグ, and ピローグ. There might also be ラフト, いかだ, and カヌー.

posted by shinju-chan
 Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette

I wanna bet

That yours is the one

That isn't dent

I wanna see

if あなた will bleed

Or maybe die

another time!

But if it clicks

And it won't bang

Pass it on to

the rest of the gang!

And then we'll see

If he will bleed

Or if she'll die another time!

But it's only once,

Don't be a dunce,

You'll just die

Another time!

And then the next

Time that we play,

Be it not または if we may,

Get all for あなた but none for me

Because I don't want to be greedy!

And after all, I'm not a jerk

I just want to see if あなた will learn

How to take a gun

And hold it tight,

I swear it's fun!

Don't worry it is alright!

But あなた should

Know...
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posted by Nalu-love
If no one ever marries me,—
And I don’t see why they should,
For nurse says I’m not pretty,
And I’m seldom very good—

If no one ever marries me
I shan’t mind very much;
I shall buy a リス in a cage,
And a little rabbit-hutch:

I shall have a cottage near a wood,
And a ポニー all my own,
And a little 子羊, ラム quite clean and tame,
That I can take to town:

And when I’m getting really old,—
At twenty-eight または nine—
I shall buy a little orphan-girl
And bring her up as mine.

—Laurence Alma-Tadema
added by animefreak7
Source: Me
added by Princess-Yvonne
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sylvia plath
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posted by bookworm103
Hope あなた like it, that it speaks to you, invites you, whoever あなた are.





I may only be One Voice,

But my One Voice is important because without my One Voice we could never have one million Voices.

my one Voice stands for ME.
what I think.
what I believe in.
and who I am.

My Voice is unique
But so is every other Voice
and every Voice is important*

So let your Voice be heard, be One in a million Voices












*not part of the original poem:

Important because millions of voices can create a defaning roar.
added by irena83
Source: me
added by irena83
Source: me
posted by partypony
The temperature was only one degree
A twelve-year old girl who’s nice and friendly
Went to Central park, skipping blissfully
Once there, she fed damp ducks and sneaky squirrels
She met the little girl, sitting on barrels
They talked while the ducks went swimming
They read while the squirrels went hoarding
Everything was as peaceful as a tree

Until darkness fell

When swiftly, the wind whispered in their ear
The little girl looked up, putting down her book
The other girl shot her a quizzical look
A hoard of monsters came out of the shadows
At last free of their prison, the Dark Meadows
They charged and...
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In our Society today, do あなた class yourself as free? または are あなた constantly clinging onto things, which give no guarantee?
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posted by RiderOfTempest
These black tears are the unshed blood from the wounds あなた left me
Not scars that healed, but fresh wounds that still bleed
あなた left my very soul in tatters, never mind my heart
But that someone who had taken あなた from me, had to take that too, and rip it apart
I don’t know who made あなた leave, または why, but I do know this,
That if あなた could, あなた would relive all the happy memories with me that I now have to miss
Now just as あなた are, the happy times are a ghost, a whisper in the wind
It feels like no matter how things turn out for me, this sadness that came over me will never end
It’s also selfish, wanting あなた to be here with me
You’re healed of sickness and pain, happy now with your other family
あなた were and エンジェル when あなた were here
Now you’re just a different kind    
One that will be our guardian until we can find あなた again
When we find our way to the light
posted by juicyjossy9
Dying
To
Live


Tell me this, would あなた miss it,
trying on another face again to see if it's you
And wondering where you've been
and where you're gonna find yourself
before the night is through

I know the way あなた go
cos I've been the same for too long
Like I'm fearful that my choices are all wrong
I know the way あなた go
cos I've lived your life of make believe
Dying to live

Tell me this, is it lonely in the shadow of a 仮面舞踏会 for life あなた hide behind
What's the deal with your reasons to run away
and let your feelings leave あなた undefined

I know the way あなた go
cos I've been the same for too long
Like I'm fearful...
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Source: mimi
added by reddi253
"Self-destruction" is a piece that was written to bring awareness and hopefully a solution to the violence going on with Chicago youth.
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posted by pinkmayhem6
The years have passed
The moments flown by
Yet I still find myself here
starting to cry

The 草 neatly trimmed
and the tombstone shines
Flowers' scents intoxicating
mixed with that of the pines

Dirt and mud disappeared
from your resting place
Finally I may キッス the ground
without having a mess of my face

There are other survivors
traveling this lonely road
Trying to 移動する on
is as painful as letting go

My ハート, 心 goes out to those
missing someone right now
Sometimes it's too hard living
When we forget how

But we share this common bond
Me and you
We keep catching and releasing
Not taking the same chances we used to

Different are the circumstances
but the results remain the same
Death showed a higher hand
and won the biggest pot in the game

But we must share with each other
We must not sink below the sorrow または the guilt
We must not reach ground zero
Else our lives won't be rebuilt
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Source: Myself / GIMP
posted by myworld006
your smile brightens up the world
your eyes are magical
your tears are precious
あなた make me laugh
and thought of losing あなた made me cry

your ハート, 心 is as deep as ocean
あなた are calm in sticky situations
あなた are the one who sings our song
yours words are an inspiration for me
あなた can see my pain through my eyes

it's あなた that makes me smile in
the hardest part of my life
あなた are the 線, レイ of light in the darkest night
あなた gave me new hope of life
あなた are always there for me

we have to different ways
but i will never forget あなた and your friendship
we might fall apart but
あなた will hold my ハート, 心 forever

the times we had are precious jam
あなた like me for who i m so
i dont have to be any body else
your friendship is the most beautiful thing
on this planet after you
The end of the summer is here again.
I feel the same melancholy I have felt
since I first knew summers ended –
the melancholy of the crickets’ valiant singing
in the early coming dusk,
the melancholy of the boy who soon must return to school –
the melancholy of the summer’s end.
I wish that I could be again
eleven years old in the backyard
watching the night come early
and feeling the change in the leaves
the crickets can’t sing away.
I wish I had to go back to school –
so I could be eleven years old again and dread it.

Why must I like the crickets grow old?
Why must I like the summer end?