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You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger:

Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?

I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.

You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong

I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.

I thought a lot about the things you said...

The things that were my fault, my problems.

I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.

I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.

On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;

You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.

You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge l

Dare To Dream"Dare To Dream"

Dare to dream of ships and kings
Of rings of gold and pleasant things
Of skies of blue for miles long
Of finding new ways to be strong

Dare to dream of fighting sharks
On a new life which you embark
By boat or plane or haunted train
Hurry now; it leaves today

Dare to dream of huge success
Of values and money to invest
And if to you now I may confess
I have dreamed of you to ease my stress

Dare to dream of happy times
Of worlds existing without crime
Of fountains of candy spewing drops
Of exotic tastes; it never stops

Dare to dream of great adventure
That you one day will find your treasure
Hidden beneath dep

I'm going to cry.I'm going to cry for all I've lost,
And you can't or won't stop me.
I'm going to die for all I was,
And all you'll do is watch me.

I'm going to hide from you,
Afraid to show my weakness.
I would happily die for you,
But I still regret this.

I didn't want this life,
I didn't want these tears.
I didn't want this life,
I didn't want these fears.

I used to cause myself pain,
To make sure I still feel.
I'll do it now and again,
To make sure it's still real.

I'm going to cry for all I've lost,
And you can't stop me.
These tears I cry at my cost,
For once will flow freely.

Because I Forget     Some broken hearts
  Will love again,
  Some fractured minds
Watch sun-rise, and mend,
  Some happy dreams
Are cherished by friends,

Because you have love,
You will triumph again

Some broken

That One Friend"That One Friend"

You know that one friend
Who you cordially invite
Who eats all your food
And ruins the night?
That one friend you hate
But you can't resist
Because you're too nice
And so it persists.
You feel sorry
Because they're alone
And their sad excuse
Gets them in your home.
You know they're lying
But not to look rude
You keep them from crying
Not to ruin good moods

You know that one friend
Who slowly ruins your life?
They drag you down with them
Someone get a knife.
Because you want to cut ties
But just then they change
Or so they pretend to
Just so they stay.
Then you're stuck with them
But inside your head
You imagine them on fir

R.I.P WordsDo you know what it feels like?
To feel something, but...
be unable to express what it is;
to be silent;
to fight it alone.

I know how much it hurts,
but I don't know how to show it.
Poetry used to be my refuge,
a place where I could be alone -
express all my emotions,
without being judged.

I'm losing it.
I can't connect to poetry.
Everything sounds so stupid...
Everything I write sounds stupid.
I have to erase all my feelings,
because they don't sound right.

The words aren't real.
They don't show what I feel
And maybe this will be the last.
Maybe I'm gone:
lost of all emotions.
I'm truly alone...
I used to have poetry.

Now I have not

You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:

Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!

Okay, I'm sorry...

What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.

I'm sorry...

Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!

I'm sorry!

You're
Pat

What is fear?I was told to find out about fear. They said to ask people what fear was. So first, I asked a small child.

“What is fear?”

The child frowned thoughtfully. “Fear is when the monsters under your bed are out to get you and you know it, but your mommy and daddy don’t believe you.”

I thanked him and kept going. Next, I asked an old woman.

“What is fear?”

The old woman looked sad. “Fear is the feeling of death creeping up on you and you knowing it is impossible to stop. Fear is being helpless to stop it. Be thankful that you are still young.”

I nodded thanks and kept moving. Finally, I ask

Alone but AliveAlone but Alive:

Oh here I am standing,
A lost soul is landing.

The coldest December,
Can you still remember?

Do you even hear me?
There's no one around me!

Oh shadow that I see,
The void right behind me.

Yet still I am breathing;
Yet still I am feeling.

The coldest sensation,
Oh worthless creation!

Are you still crying?
Oh why are you lying - abandoned and cold

-

Cold like what was left of soul,
Made of all the life you stole.
Walk divine but made of sin,
Worm of hatred squrim within.

Sin of lust and sin of pride,
Lash the tongue that last has lied.
Yours was silver with a promise,
Kiss of death and then you vomit.

Bu

I Hate YouI have something to say to a certain someone. Someone who I know will read this. Do you want to know what my secret is--even though it isn't much of a secret to the person this is meant for?

I hate you.

I hate you because you're always lying, always pretending everything is okay and just making up excuse after excuse.

I hate you because you can't just suck it up and stop being such a child, trying to make everyone else just as miserable as you.

I hate you because you never seem to do your best anymore, even though you insist time after time that you are.

I hate you because you're pathetic and weak, and you're too terrified to go through

To The Beautiful YouTo The Beautiful You:

Here we are, sitting behind these screens of glass,

Reading lines of text, yet smiling, laughing and crying.

It's strange to think that I could have this much fun -

Considering that I've never met you before, but then again

Perhaps that's the reason why I don't have to pretend.

Some people might tell me, that what we have is just a fantasy,

I doubt I'll have the chance to actually see you in this life-time.

But even so, in the time that we've spent together - Well,

I feel as though I've connected with you, more than anyone else.

I feel as though I know you better, than those just a few feet away.

You might tak

I want to forget names,& faces,
& people.

I want to forget their veins,
fingerprints forever burned into my eyelids;
wrists I can't look at
without longing to tear apart.

Spine full, and spiteful:

I want to cry
roses in my midnight tea
for these star collapsed lungs.

I want to cry for her
& for me.

But Shame,
she wont allow me the courtesy.

Little Soldier BoyHe does not fight for the General barking orders,

Nor for the man in a suit, who sent him across borders...

In his pocket he keeps a single picture, a sole reminder

Like ancient scripture. A home he misses so endlessly,

Tirelessly calling out in his dreams at night. It is the last

That remains on his lips, with his finger pressed upon the trigger.

A single heartbeat, as he sights his enemy; A quiet prayer

To rest in peace. Yet soon it fades, as hope is fleeting;

For the little soldier boy, once marching home.

"Bottoms up buddy, I miss you..."

-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th October 2012

I Am A WriterI Am A Writer:

Gentlemen, today I speak to you
To convey an issue that has plagued the core of our community.
For so long have we been considered second-class;
To this day there are those who still believe that we are not artists.
But today is not about freedom, today is about honour,
Because there are many writers that still seek to shame us all...

I speak of those individuals, who take art from others.
Covers, photos, paintings, digital art, anime and manga.
It matters not where you draw your source from,
But every action impacts upon us as a community.
Why?

BECAUSE I AM A WRITER!

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You'll never break me

by ~DeviantJewGirl96, Nov 20, 2012, 9:14:35 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

Hit me
Hate me
Kick me
Bruise me
Love me
Betray me
Curse me
Disrespect me
Abuse me
Beat me
Hurt me
But
you'll
never
break
me.

You'll never break meby ~DeviantJewGirl96

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

©2012-2013 ~DeviantJewGirl96

To: the world and the various bullies it contains: do your worst, but you'll never win. I'll come back stronger than before, rising from the ashes like a phoenix. Your worst isn't enough to break me. I am strong!

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~Deepizzaguy Feb 7, 2013

Sounds like the motto of the Invincible Iron Man of Marvel comics book fame.

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~DeviantJewGirl96 Feb 8, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Lol, it does kind of sound like that, doesn't it?

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~lateroseredwall Nov 21, 2012

Wow! After I read this it gave me goosebumps! This is so true!

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~grimm-reaper666 Nov 20, 2012 Student Artist

so true i love it i think it is amazing

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~TerriblySorryMiss Nov 20, 2012

It's nice to believe, but then we get hit by a bus.

No matter how unbroken your spirit might remain, your body and brain are not as safe.

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~DeviantJewGirl96 Nov 21, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Well, until invulnerability becomes a reality, I'll settle for an unbroken spirit.

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~TerriblySorryMiss Nov 27, 2012

Until you get brain damage or something.

But that's highly unlikely, so clinging to an illusion of mental stability is still a pretty safe bet.

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~emmy110198 Nov 20, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

That is deep.

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~PPGDBlossom Nov 20, 2012 Student Digital Artist

AMEN SISTER.

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~minecraftbob Nov 20, 2012

my brain frequently quotes this. stay strong.

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