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Strengthi sip from the treasure trove of memory,
an endless expanse of deeds and moments past,
some of a comely nature and others a bitter solitude,
despite this i walk on,
the sweat forcing my shirt to me,
"it takes courage to grow up and become who you are",
this is my courage,
this is my strength,
to walk on beside the troubled past,
and live for a future where i can smile and laugh

My Top 5 Most Powerful MLP VillainsMy Top 5 Most Powerful MLP Villains

So here we all go! WARNING SOME HEAVY USE OF MY HEAD CANON.

5. The Timberwolves
Power Level: Moderate
Threat Level: Moderate-Severe
Defense: Very High
Offense: Low

Reason for being on the list: Indestructibility. A villain who can’t die from blunt force trauma is intimidating, that’s why iconic characters in horror movies work so well. Michael Myers, Freddy, and Jason are still in the top three scariest horror villains ever made in what ever order. This taps in the one if not the biggest of all fundamental fears “If I can’t kill it, what the hell would?” No, I don’t b

who's sorry now?somehow
you said it'd be
different
somehow
the plans have changed

i don't wanna be
by myself
agonizing with cheap
whiskey
while you're out there

and who's sorry now?
with my last breath i say
damn you and all your affection
give me back my heart
i'll trade it for your soul

'Just Fun'Young girls; their heads are messed up.
Manipulated but you compensated
by getting dressed up.
You stare into the mirror
but you're never good enough?
Layers of cosmetics
but you still look rough?
A slave to fashion, you gave your passion
for a bit of popularity.
Feeling satisfaction?
Empty bottles are reality
releasing your 'insanity'
but you're sobering now
and you know of your fallacy.
Twelve to fifteen, nothing really changed.
Sacrificing femininity, potential down the drain...
As nasty as it sounds, you 'matured' into a wench
and while you carry on, girls like me pretend
that the world will be better in years to come.
But how will that h

My $.25Gumballs sliding over unadulterated glass
Passing and chunk chunk
Sound of more weird wisdom
Chewing on marbles lost
It's not the color you want anyway
Chunk chunk on you try
Three, five, seven sugary slipshod
Past an unflappable metal gate
It's not the mind you'd cry to

ElementsIce will freeze the river
Lava will cool the shadows
Ghosts will ride the winds
Storm will duel with thunder

Who will win,nobody knows
There could be a tie, would it matter though?
Each a special element
Insisting to fight
When the dust clears would earth be all right?

Natural elements can turn bad rather quick
Would we make it out safe?
How would this effect the world
All the elements dueling?

Would a winner be found
Or would there be none?
The elements are equally powerful
That much is true
If this fight ever happend
How would it effect you?

The Muted Muse - For Kai RavenAn eloquent mute of fantastic geekery
Thriving in the burg until further seekery,
Vegetating an illuminance in exclusive secrecy,

Hair that glows,
Lips like bows,
Eyes are closed,
Questions posed~

Mute,
Cute,
Brute,
Sunny

Not
Hot
But
Funny

"Dull"
Makes
Nose
Runny

Skin like gold
Cold like snow
Know the "no"
No means no.

Voiceless pantomime of glamorous vitality
"Sudden words lead on to sudden fatality"
Musing to inspire forgotten morality,
Peace, love, hope and immortality.

Darkness, Death, Destruction...
"Nevermore."

i want a hugwake up
my child
and smile
to this new world that's
coming 'round the corner

the way you speak
speak loudly
and clear
and hold my hands
close your eyes
surprise
it's the sunshine

things seem hard
sometimes
but the problem is
that we never had
the time to fix it
so we procrastinated
and waited
the moon shine

to danielayou have
suddenly appeared
on the sky
and flew away
from me

i know
you have been
dealing with problems
of your own

you try
to work it out
to believe things
can be alright again

it's less that
the world's gonna end
and more how the
explosion started
it all

you mean
everything should
be fine
but i can see
the cracks on your plans

cause there's no
way to escape
only the meds
to keep the demons at bay

blue, white, grey and ironyit's ironic when i realize
you
used to be the boy who brought
colour
to my life when i lived a life of blues, whites and greys.

and now you're the only man
who brings me so low that i drowndrowndrown
for hours/days/even weeks, and can't come back up.

is it just my mistakes?
or is there more to this low..?

it's you i see
in that crooked half-grin
on a stranger's face.

it's you i hear
in the lyrics of those songs
i listen to.

it's you i see
in the way that friend
swaggers.
or the way he acts.

i adore his personality,
because i see
you.

but you refuse to see me.

Stuerme.Drahtseile umspannen dich, fesseln.
Dachtest du, ich würde sie nicht sehen?
Die Stürme, die sie entfesseln?
Deine Ängste, die hinter dir stehen?

Deinen Blick?
Ja, lass uns Freunde werden.
Devor du sprichst, kenne ich dein Geschick:
du sagst, wenn sie dich finden, musst du sterben.

Nein, es ist nicht erschreckend,
faszinierend, was aus uns wird,
nicht abstoßend, Neugier erweckend,
während das Gewissen stirbt.

Fremder, du bist erkannt,
und ich ertränke mich in der Dunkelheit,
die dich umgibt, reiche dir die Hand,
nicht dich rauszuziehen, wir fallen weit.

Warum wollen wir der Hölle nicht entkommen,
warum genießen wir unsere Ruchlosigkeit?

escape from broken subway The escape from broken subway

march
and april flowers
left the kiddos on canal
and the cats under st. Clair
and grannys on the park benches
bent, twisted, and punk rock
rocking punk, and twisted, bent

how are they all getting home?

slamming back forties of
cheap beers and stuff like that.

shrooms
in the ears and tongues
of children who don’t know nothin
about wars and battles
but bus trips and
state standardized something-or-others

things I wonder about on
walks
in my dr

Delusions and IllusionsDelusions and illusions
Are our best friends,
The only things we can retain
When we're left to fend
For others, for ourselves
For the good of all we have
To save ourselves from the abyss
Which will one day drive us mad.

Perception and deception
Are mortal enemies
In the battle for survival
As only one can breed
To keep us safe in our bubbles
In which we've grown to live
So showing one the truth
Is an act one can't forgive.

And in a sense, no innocence
Can stand the test of time
Even though we are immune
For most of our selfish lives
For even though we don't accept it
The truth is always there
So discard, once more,

Conscience of ApathyKept you here
It's what you wanted
Asking for it
Without words
Only gave so much
That choice between
Conscience or now
The pleasure of pain
The malice of chaos
Interruption of boredom
We all have weakness
Mine was destruction
Melancholy masochism
Could you see it
Could you feel it in
My cold black heart
Overused metaphor
It resonates
Not an unusual surrender
Quite familiar
In my bed
Another embrace
Another who embraces another
And calls it home
A delightful trip
Away from ordinary
But a disorganized mess
With a lasting effect
On your thoughts

Reason(poem)Reason(poem)
By Ashley L. Gray
May 9, 2013

Bathing in the moonlight
Thinking of God's plan
I wouldn't have a purpose if He didn't take my hand
Seasons come and seasons change
There's nothing He can't rearrange to work together for my good
For His glory I'll submit
I'll be the puzzle piece that fits into all He has for me
Through the sunshine and the rain He will speak my name
Victoriously

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Click Click Click

by ~Marly-chan, Dec 3, 2008, 9:39:03 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Urban & Spoken Word

Click Click Click
I whir to life
Click Click Click
I kept you up all night
Click Click Click
Just a few more minutes, you would say
Click Click Click
Everytime you were shooed away
Click Click Click
Come back to search for one more thing
Click Click Click
Don’t get caught, She’ll have your head
Click Click Click
I drew you in, night and day
Click Click Click
Until you were sent away
Another price you must pay
For the internet bill comes today.

Click Click Clickby ~Marly-chan

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Urban & Spoken Word

©2008-2013 ~Marly-chan

A poem about the internet, and how much it rules modern day teens live's.

Helped me with the last two lines.

Enjoy~~~

!bobthew Dec 3, 2008

XD Wowwww... This should be called Addiction, because I totally embody this poem >.<

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~BlackRockTaffy Dec 3, 2008 Hobbyist General Artist

lol, LUVES :3

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~Marly-chan Dec 3, 2008

8D THANKS!

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~Athrun345 Dec 3, 2008

It's so true DX computers actually do that to you o_o draw you in DX

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~Marly-chan Dec 5, 2008

I KNOW!! It's amazing how it does that, and we just let it... 0__o

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~Athrun345 Dec 5, 2008

yeah

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~kewl-happy-kamper111 Dec 3, 2008 Writer

OH YA GO INTERNET BILLLSS THEY ARE VERY FICKLE FFRIENDS woah caps lock

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~Marly-chan Dec 3, 2008

lol, YESSS. THEY BOTHER ME CONSTANTLY D:

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