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Profile: Hii Im Raee Im 15 I guess you could say im pretty random.... but shh not all the time :P this is meeee :)     Likes: POEMS! Poems ----- Pt 2♥ Our Love Loves memory has traced our outline in this place. But will the spider remember, or the sun? Did the water capture our faces in permanence? Does the wind create us anew as it blows? Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them? Our secret been revealed. Yet I have told no other. I write these words in silence, in mute testimony To what once was. But our image remains alive in this place. It can not be removed. You, me, We then, Were here. We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow. We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise. We were not liars, But thieves of time. For now time has now forgotten us, Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers This place that was ours. Falling Away I am bored with love and it's passionless limbs that drape over my bed in a lethargic state of impotence while wearing the same red heart my soul picked up hitchhiking off highway serendipity Now here we are alone in togetherness trying to build dreams with two by fours and glue, but even a home won't tie us together when our hearts live alone Poetic vows cliched into nothingness like all words do, eventually and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make love to a wall instead of each other and we wonder why the roses are dying Your Lies Funny when things never change Even when you say they will But while your off s(rewing her My life is standing still You tell me that you love me When I go to leave You tell me I'm your only one And I let myself believe I know that you are using me But you'll never let me go I know that you don't love me I know I'm just for show I don't know If I can stand To see you love another girl You know that you broke my heart You know that your my world But while your standing by my side I'll believe your lies forever Cause everything seems so perfect When we are together Autumn Times Autumn breeze frigidly touches ailing dreadful lives Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls Mellow serenades that once played between hearts Pathetically have transformed into bitter sad songs Somewhere beyond the flossy clouds Cupid has lost his romancing arrows Plays sad sonorous tunes on his bow Dedicated to all weepy lonely hearts Howling chilly wind blows through the mist Sounds of sorrow spread allover the place Fuzzy humid air submerges the inner lust Lives decay slowly as the autumn leaves fall... the poem i was named after THE RAVEN Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore - Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; - This it is, and nothing more,' Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, `Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!' This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. `Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore - Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; - 'Tis the wind and nothing more!' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, `Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door - Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, `Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore - Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of "Never-nevermore."' But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore - What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking `Nevermore.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. `Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' `Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! - Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted - On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore - Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' `Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore - Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore - Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' `Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting - `Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore!Dislikes: IF I COULD SAY ONE THING I ABSOLUTELY HATE...... IT WOULD BE FAKE PEOPLE, PEOPLE THAT SAY THEY LOVE YOU... WHEN REALLY THEY ARE ONLY INTERESTED IN WHAT THEY GET IN A RELATIONSHIP. I'M SORRY BUT THAT'S NOT THE TYPE OF GIRL I AM, I KNOW I HAVE DON'T SOME STUPID THINGS IN MY LIFE, THAT I KNOW I REGRET BUT THINGS DON'T GET BETTER UNTIL YOU STAND UP AND FACE WHAT EVER IT IS. NEVER GIVE UP HOPE CAUSE REALLY THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO ARE WORTH YOUR TIME.Favorite Music: MY FAV BANDS!! - Alesana ( My Absolute Fav Band ) - from first to last - My Chemical Romance - The Medic Droid - Ride for a Cowboy - System of a down - Slipknot - Aqua - Metallica - Apocalyptica - HIM - Linkin Park - The Used - Eiffel 65 - Committed to Extinction - The Matches - Matchbook Romance - Horrorpops - Emery - Blue Skies Fall ( my bestfriends band) - Panic! at The Disco - SPICE GIRLS!!! - Reliant K - Camel - you me at 6 - bullet for my valentine - Chiodos - Lamb of God - Protest the Hero - Brokencyde - 3OH!3 - Aqua - Biff Naked - The Devil Wears Prada - Three Days Grace - Tech9 - My Perfect Sunday - I Am X-Ray - The Medic Droid - Dr. Acula - Tokio Hotel - Treble Charger - Superbus - DaCav5 - The Bloodhound Gang
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