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Lime was the question. Dress lime or sand. The insomnia had kicked in and she had forgotten the old reasons for why she was mad. Live afternoon through to dawn, projection embodiment female perfection. Interdependent com media. Lime sand encased a superficial god. With this reasoning had she done anything for herself? Have we won battles for ourselves? Two or a few maybe over thousands of years but to whose rules did we adhere? Why control? Do we not feel? Do we not breathe? Do we not eat? Do we not sleep? Do we not live? Do we not sicken? Do we not think? Do we not kill? Have we not died even when confined within lime or sand state of dress.

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There are some hard truths I have had to face Truths from which I wish to walk away from Truths that thrust me into a cold and cruel parallel universe Where there isn't anywhere or any other direction in which I can turn or go The truth of my situation to be my condemnation And even though I have tried one failed plan after the next I've regrouped and pushed myself again and again until finally I come to the end And there's literally a wall a stop sign shoved in my face I was shaking and couldn't stop choking on my spit Pancaking, sweating, no way my heart's blood curdling scream could stop Wouldn't dare to dream if getting caught

The Reason For Why by angel-05, literature

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The Reason For Why

feelin flirty almost dirty runnin and skipping with her ball and chained to the moon she had no grasp of what the fates would do when they drew her name like a sigh on the wind she found her perfection and honor she would lift up her chin and she would draw flowers from the constellations she sought to embody and impress upon the world the simplest action that would describe the yellow and orange red and pink depths that her imagination could yield could build upon under duress of the moment of the hour maybe of the minutes she had left she wouldn't wonder but they would and she would wander with the truth falling like a monsoon who wou

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Fated

What I haven't written what I have yet to say The words beg to slip from my mind like ice cream on a hot day The words that bring meaning to who we are together We are bitter sweet, we are clean and neat We are twins you and I You make me feel beautiful when the day begins to age and die I can only hope that you believe me when I tell you what I see in you A bettered and beautiful man with a mind of great knowledge And though it's hard to let my mind go I try to when those intimate moments flow For the sake of you I want my mind clear So it is every step, breathe, and thought of yours that I hear And though it seems small walking

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Jitter Bug Baby by angel-05, literature

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Jitter Bug Baby

You said baby, I care about you very much I have no idea what happened last night I don't know what was said Or whether we got into a fight I blacked out baby [ I can hear the emotion in your voice] You say, ''I'll never drink again, I'm dunskys.'' Baby don't you know you could have killed me? And with a deep cut on your arm you have hurt yourself I think you know what happened, the cops talked to you You know I don't know the whole truth about you So help me god God so help me You were so crazed last night when I tried to get away I didn't understand a thing that you had to say You physically pushed me back and saw my fear I t

You've Met Another One by angel-05, literature

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You've Met Another One

You've met another one by meeting me And you can't say you know what I mean I scribble declarations onto my chained wrists that set me free Could I walk down the street as though I've failed to achieve a high degree For I am an actress bent on becoming a controller in life You've met another one by meeting me Or could I be the strip tease you see Collapsed by my pole, crying tears of shame, I don't feel whole while I scribble declarations onto my chained wrists that set me free How about a woman on a bridge above the sea Leaning over and hoping god will rush in before it's too late You've met another one by meeting me W

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Sep 2, 1988
United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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i like to write poetry and stories, like to paint and take pictures. Love to buy and watch movies, love to listen and buy music, clothes, love to read books, and i love to travel. Love my family, friends, and pets... I'm a community college student still lol...can't think of anything else to say except that i would love to meet mya angelou, along with a slew of other poets...lol any more questions then ask me :)

Current Residence: Wouldn't you liketo know, California
Favourite genre of music: rock, hip-hop, rap, lol everything honey
Favourite photographer: not sure
Favourite style of art: photography, paintings
Shell of choice: abaloni
Wallpaper of choice: sunset orange, red, and pink
Skin of choice: black
Favourite cartoon character: buggs bunny
Personal Quote: i love him and yet i just dumped a dish of tapeoka on him

Favourite Visual Artist

monet, van-goh, maxfield parrish

Favourite Movies

lord oh jesus god, i have no idea!!! there's too many!!

Favourite TV Shows

true blood, dexter, once upon a time, grimm, downton abbey, two broke girls, how i met your mother, supernatural and etc.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

third eye blind

Favourite Writers

countee cullen, mya angelou, virginia wolfe

Favourite Games

master piece, clue

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art, writing, sports, music, danicing, reading, friends, family, etc.

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angel-05

Oct 14, 2013

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Can't believe that it has been six years since I've joined deviantart.com. I will try and post more things up on this site :)

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angel-05

Jan 11, 2012

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Song for the Old Ones "My Fathers sit on benches   their flesh counts every plank   the slats leave dents of darkness deep in their withered flanks. They nod like broken candles   all waxed and burnt profound   they say "It's understanding that makes the world go round." There in those pleated faces   I see the auction block   the chains and slavery's coffles the whip and lash and stock. My Fathers speak in voices   that shred my fact and sound   they say "It's our submission that makes the world go round." They used the finest cunning   their naked wits and wiles   the lowly Uncle Tomming and Aunt Jemima's smile

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Oct 12, 2011

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I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings # 10 on top 500 Poems User Rating: 9.1 /10 (606 votes) Print friendly version E-mail this poem to a friend Send this poem as eCard Add this poem to MyPoemList   The free bird leaps on the back of the win and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and is tune is heard on