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i havnt signed on for like 3 months and still only have 2 things up!
, but its cool, iv been busy and there are more now xD
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Larry LarryLarry by ~Dudeysnails
The train pulled in at quarter to three
It coughed and spluttered its way towards me
I stopped and sneered at its fully loaded seats
It exhaled and spat, relieved a little leak
I shuffled inside I groaned all around
It lurched a foot forward in response to the sound
Huffing and puffing it started at a crawl
I stamped and it responded like a well beaten mule
Dragging its feet it slugged through the land
All it needed was my stern hard hand
It wheezed in deep and wheezed out shallow
I rolled my eyes, 'why won't u go?'
Sagging and drooping it slowed to halt
I tutted and said 'if I'm late it's your fault!'
Languidly s
Mind the gap Mind the gapMind the gap by ~Dudeysnails
In the absence of light, laying things bare
In a false shade of might, I make my lair.
The feeling that hides when others walk bye
Comes through the gleam, and starts the dream...
A trance of sort, a peaceful blur,
To lay rest the heart of the made up 'her'
To question things real or what not to think
Down down down, deeper to sink
Into a coma that's both, my prison and tomb.
With no rope to escape the despairing gloom
I fight on my knees; the right to feel
For what in the deepest depths I know, isn't real...
Nova NovaNova by ~Dudeysnails
Rays of light come trickling down
Cascading in dance with not even a sound
But who could know or have the time
To sit and watch the world go by?
For what we see we claim our love
We miss the gifts from far up above
Dreams or flight freedoms assent
We know no love for what it is meant
Socks SocksSocks by ~Dudeysnails
Long socks, loud knocks
Banging at your door
Grey socks, black socks,
You're not young anymore.
Pull them on and take them off
And swap them all around,
Still the frilly lacy one, never can be found.
Short socks, quiet knocks
Tapping at your door
Grey socks, white socks
You're still not young anymore.
Shrink them down and stretch them out
And swap them all around
Still the frilly pink one, never can be found.
Stripy socks are sexy time
So hang them out on the line,
Ankle socks are free feet time
Hide them near the wall, on the same, rusty, washing line.
Feed them to the washing machine
Watch them spinning a
, | Hi, im mat. Im a....person that likes to write stuff! My Poems are normally very 'spur of the moment material' and i kind of try to pur any unwanted emotions onto the paper, otherwise it might leek out my eyes and that would hurt. Also I would like to be a author and english teacher someday and i am working on my own little fantasy series named 'elemental's gambit' (its like half a A5 textbook stolen from school at the moment)so my writing is quite important to me. I have been planning it for some time now and i have filled many notebooks with my scribbly spider leg handwriting, and also my sister Tic Challis (who also has a deviant page) has drawn and done sketches of some of the seemes to help inspire me or illustrate some of my characters and scenes. So please, if u like/dislike/dispise/loath any of my stuff then please comment with constructive critisism, or happy smiley nice things.  Thank you |
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Or click this link for the first one [link]
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Just don't break my heart... it won't heal
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give me tea and no one gets hurt...
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