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NO 1 EVR MESSAGES ME ANYMORE!!!

mychemfairy132 — 2009-05-29T06:13:43Z

WHUTS WRONGS WIT CHU PPL???

My darling, My love ♥

mychemfairy132 — 2008-07-24T09:49:00Z

My darling , my love,
how i love thee so.
Your precious lips,
your raven hair,
your deep brown eyes.

Thine eyes that taunt me so,
they dance & sparkle in the brilliant moonlight.
They glow when you smile,
they burn when you yell,
they weep when you cry.

Thine tears that enter my sight,
horrid things thos tears of yours.
I wish to never see them fall,
I hope to never see them flow,
I pray that I never cause them.

My prayers that have been answered,
so flawlessly by your radiant presence.
Answered by your warm embrace,
answered by your comforting gaze,
answered by the very fiber of your being

Thine being so gracious,
so fragile in these hands.
These hands so shy,
these hands so scarred,
these hands oh so open to hold your heart.

Ah, thine heart so lovely,
a heart so pure & full of love.
A heart so timid,
a heart so wondeful,
a heart so mine. <3

but she cant stop dreaming of him....

mychemfairy132 — 2008-04-17T13:43:00Z

ACT I

she walks down the long hallway
her eyes welling up with tears of fear & anger
wondering why he would do this to her
she hd been notheing but good to him
flashbacks of how he broke her heart
play over & over in her mind like a horrible movie
that won't stop
she puts her hand to her chest & drops to her knees
tears pouing from her eyes
"what will i do without him?"
"he was my world, my everything"
"i always pictured me & him forever"
"not her"
"she hurt him in ways i never would"
her heart is broken
full of words left unspoken
but she can't stop dreaming of him.....

ACT II

she lays in the bed
where she would sleep & dream of him
but it seems those days are over & done with
all dreams have been reduced to nothing more than memories
memories of times when they were happy...
together
memories of times when they laughed...
together
memories of times when they were in love...
together!
she knows she will always love him
she knows she will always be his shoulder to cry on
she knows he will always be the bright star in her dark night
many a time she has tried to forget him
but she can't stop dreaming of him.....

ACT III

she sits on the bench
under the tree where they had their first kiss
she remembers how wonderful it felt
to have his lips pressed against hers
moments of pure romance
when she would stare into his dazzeling eyes
& he would stare back
& softly whisper
"i love your eyes"
when he would let her rest her head on his chest
& she would listen to the beautiful melody of his heart beat
& he would stroke her hair
& softly whisper
"i love your hair"
when they would hold each other
he would rest his head on hers
& she would stroke his cheek
& he would kiss her forehead
& softly whisper
"i love you"
but those days are gone & so is he
off to do what he wishes
but she can't stop dreaming of him.....

My Heart is........ A BLACK HOLE!

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-28T09:26:08Z

ITS DARK, ITS DEEP, ITS MY HEART, TO THE END FROM THE START. ITS COLD, DARK, AND SHALLOW. MY HEART IS A BLACK HOLE, FOR ITS YOUR EMOTIONS IT WILL SWALLOW. MY HEART IS A BLACK HOLE, ITS EVEN DARKER THAN COAL. MY HEART IS A BLACK HOLE, AND ITS AS DARK AS MY SOUL.

My Heart ♥

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-28T09:21:18Z

I give you my heart, my love, my soul. It follows you where ever the wind blows. You can't take anything away from me. My heart, my soul, my dignity. The time has come, its time to start, but first i must give you my heart.

Sometimes I Wonder

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-28T09:14:04Z

Sometimes I wonder whatits like to die, or fly up into the midnight sky. Sometimes I wonder how this world began , or even how god began to stand. Sometimes I wonder if there is a heaven or hell, I ask my parents but they can not tell. Sometimes I just wonder.

WoRDs

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-28T09:05:39Z

WoRDs Can HuRt U ReaLLY BaD, They CaN evEN MakE YOu SaD. WhEn WoRDs ArE SPOKeN, yoU HEarT CaN BeCOMe BroKEn. EviL WoRDS ThAt ARe SpOkEN CaN huRT , PeoPLe TaLK tO YoU LiKe DiRt. WheN YoU HeaR HuRTfuL WorDs, ThEY GeT beNeaTH YoUr sKIn LiKe aN UnFORgiVeAbLE SiN. WhEN YOu dOn'T KNoW wHerE tO BeGIn, YOu tRy tO fiNd ThE WoRds tO GeT YoU oF ThE SItUaTioN. YoUR iN To mE WOrds aRe ShaRpeR THaN KniVes & DaGGeRs. WOrDs ScrAPe AgAInsT YOur BoNEs, LiKe StoNEs. WOrds ArE SaID iN aN EvIL tOne, EvErYthINg yOu & EvErY siNglE VerSe, iT WiLL BeGIN wITh WORDS!

Our Death †

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-28T08:28:38Z

DEATH is a five letter word. You know it will always be heard. DEATH, it will take your finale breath. Nothing is more feared than DEATH. DEATH, its as cold as ice. Nothing means more to humans than life. It burns like fire. Something thst no one desires. Murderers, cheaters, and liars, Its our death, so take your one last breath.

Tears & Fears

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-28T08:16:18Z

Theres always blood, sweat, and tears,our emotions are overcome by fears. Everything you had dear,will slowly start to dissappear. It will feel as though your heart has been stabbed by a spear.Your fate of the future is near. Beginning, middle, and end. You will always shed a tear.

Black Crows & Bloody Daggers Chpt.2

mychemfairy132 — 2007-11-05T13:08:00Z

It all started when she first woke up one morning and was getting ready to go to a place that she abso;utely dispised, her high school. Now, Chrishell was not what some people would call dumb or stupid or anything like that, actually she was very smart for a girl of 14, a genius some might say. As she threw on some black cargo pants with chains on them she noticed the birthmark on her arm. It resembled a dragon and around her arm as if it were a tattoo, but she had had this for as long as she could remember. As she looked at it , she began to wonder if it meant anything. Was it a sign telling her what she was meant to do with her life? " No", she thought , but little did she know about the dark secrets the dragon like mark on her arm held. She slipped on a black t-shirt with a purple skull on it, laced up her black boots, snapped the buttons on her studded bracelets into place, tied a black velvet choker necklace around her neck, slung her messenger book bag ove rher shoulder , left her room , walke dout of her house and headed to school.