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Strangers by BloodyKissesMistress, literature

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Strangers

One day we'll pass eachother on the street. It will be like we never once did meet. I'll look down and away as tears stream down my face. As I remember all the memories of us that I had forced my mind to erase. Your games were quite caddy. You played me like a fool. I finally got tired of hearing it. All the bullshit that you fed me til I was full. We knew eachother for seven years. Stuck our friendship out through all the liqour and the beers. Until you traded me for some piece of white trash at its finest. Just another idiotic ditz that you wanted to sleep with, to be quite honest. You never played a good victim. Everytime you

Quills by BloodyKissesMistress, literature

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Quills

I write. Filling the paper with my bittersweet sorrows. Some of disaster, some of delight. I trace. Over the page carefully making sure the letters get enough ink in them. Just as the trees battle eachother for equal sunlight in the forest. I feel. So many things I must say to you with every new page. I fear I'll never get them all out or get you to realize. I know. There are things you'd like to say to me. But you don't know how... I seal. The letter is completed with a kiss. Blessing you with my purest love. I spray. Contaminating the envelope with my scentful perfume. Wishing for you to smell it like the Spring flowers in

One Man by BloodyKissesMistress, literature

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One Man

Destruction. In its finest form. He's coming to get you. No time to mourn. Blabber. It's coming from his mouth. The words run over the page in a heartache font. Then I shut him out. Anger. Spewing forth from his soul. Turning your smiles into frowns. He's on a roll. Repugnance. His internal segregation. The way he stares you down with his infectous eyes. That's one of his techniques of manipulation. Nostalgic. His sarcastic humor fades to black. Things will never be the same. He cannot undo his mistakes by turning time back. Obnoxious. It's nothing but a continuous parade of lies. Feigning any sense of kindness. Creatin

Punish by BloodyKissesMistress, literature

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Punish

The space between your eyes grow cold as the smile on your face weakens to a blank stare. I used to like it when your hand would caress my cheek as if you cared so deeply about me. But this time it is all out of pity. And I scold you for it. Right across your filthy face. The face that I once loved. And I bruise you over and over again. I abuse you because I love you. Because you need to shed blood for me. That is, if you really love me. Show me that you are worthy of this pain infliction. The unworthy ones are the ones that do not suffer enough for me. So I punish you. Tell me. How bad does it hurt? Bad enough to obey me next

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One Man

Punish by BloodyKissesMistress, literature

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Dare to Stare by holmgirl, literature

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Dare to Stare

You look into my eyes and instantly your sucked into my empty, overwhelming feelings.. You see all my pain.. You see all thats made me ... me You see why I'm scared of the dark.. You see why men make me feel uneasy.. You see why I don't like to be alone.. You turn away un-able to bare my stare anymore.. You break down crying..not knowing why..because don't you hate me? Didn't you just wish for bad things to happen to me? You get up and I look into your eyes..now somehow seem changed.. Now understanding no longer burning with hatred.. You look into my eyes and now understand the way i am.. and we walk together..friends once again.

Your Poison Ivy Skin. by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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Your Poison Ivy Skin.

I can't sleep, I'll dream of you with him in between the sheets, rolling on my heart with your poison ivy skin. Fuck you like you fucked him, for killing me. Does he know you're such a fucking psychotic bitch? So many pictures you have of him, Pretty good for only hanging out for only a week. In your car, in your room, and I'm across the hall, death to be soon. How many times did SOBER fuck without remembering? How many times did JUST talking turn into a twist of the knife cast to my chest? Twenty-five to one, says I don't want to know. It's so fucking sick how I can lie here and still wish you'd visit my grave, and bring me back to

Nebula Reborn. by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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Nebula Reborn.

Just tell me already. It's impossible to wait two days and three nights. I'm waiting to see if I can see your face, For more than the few minutes you want to see mine. It's a modern change to the beating of the heart, A few cuts and there's no blood, just love. Filling the creases with nights we won't talk about. Shine the light cause it's dark and I can't see you, I've been using the stars enough. Already having wished upon every single one at least three times. Lay me down to rest at the funeral, don't say a word. You'd probably say you loved me and I'd probably take it seriously. It's what you do to me. Bring me back to life s

toys by vestrit, literature

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toys

She's sitting on the shelf in waiting, She's hoping that I'll be coming over to claim her soon. Sitting with a stiffened smile. Her back is straight and her hair is sleek, Hands are tightly folded hiding, All the bottled up feelings contained by her. Threatening to expose; that the calm on the surface, Doesn't always mirror what is beneath. She'll dare not speak of them to me. For to me she's but a toy. And toys don't talk. There's many others on her shelf. Similar in shape and size, Similar in a lot of ways, but she's got a special smile. And that smile is mine. They all look at her, their faces painted green with envy. They'

Science Is Not Love. by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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Science Is Not Love.

You wonder why I can't help but get mad, When you're going to see your crush. I'm sorry if I took you seriously, When you said you loved me. You have no idea how you made me feel, When those words rolled from your tongue, And fell into my ears and into my heart. I felt like I was floating, I felt like I was complete. What happened to that feeling? With a strike and no spare, You spend the night on lane nine. Scientifically, a broken heart doesn't exist. But what if a scientist felt what I feel in my chest? It's a stuttering numbness moving from left to right, And my eyelids close for a longer period of time, And I feel nauseat

Ellipses, Darling. by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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Ellipses, Darling.

How can you be jealous of a broken heart? Honestly, tell me, does it make a difference? An arm around you and he can get second thoughts, Finish the sentence and I'm sorry for knowing you, As much as I love you. Ellipses darling, three chances and I'm still not in your thoughts. Constant failure, can't be cause of that. Maybe you're just scared it means love is real, And commitment would be a terrible new feeling. Try something new, that's fine, I don't want you to dive into the shallow end, But I'll be waiting for you on the steps, If you ever want to understand, How I feel about you, Because even under water while suffocating,

Collapsed Lungs. by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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Collapsed Lungs.

I just don't know what to do, You're so beautiful everyday, So am I to ignore the few words, That made some of the pain fade? No, I can't let myself out. Tie me to a shooting star, The first one you ever saw, I'll ride it to jealousy, A galaxy where this doesn't exist. For far too long, These promises overcame distances, And ended up so well. I don't know where home is, But I can definitely say that it's within walking distance to you. Remember this, assume the turbulence, Set yourself up in the ambulance, Because looking too hard can hurt, When you have what you need right here. But who am I to say that I'm your dream, Whe

New Year's Day. by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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New Year's Day.

Your eyes sparkled in the morning, Enough to make me cry when when we finally said goodbye. You don't know that I had a dream the night before, About staying there with you, and being there with you. Drive away and I'll go back to sleep, Wake up to a phone call and an invite to see you, An hour to spend, an hour I'd repeat over and over again. Behind million diamonds on New Year's Day, And you're still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You're right, I should stay, We should move in together today. Best friends and pillow fights, Remember the promise, Tradition for the new year, I love you kid, it's all so clear. Supernat

One Last... by FlawedSilhouette, literature

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One Last...

Fire can fall from the sky tonight, If you wanted it to, If you asked it to. The door is closing behind me with my eyes looking back, My tongue in my mouth, so many words were said, You won't look at me but I just have one more gasp, I just wanted to say one last thank you, I just wanted to say one last I'm sorry. Stay tonight, and we can explain ourselves. Tell me what it's like to be alone, And I can conclude because I know how it feels. Your pictures are like brail, They lead me through this blind life. Fire can fall from the sky tonight, If you wanted it to, If you asked it to. Won't you wake up to a new day? Another chan

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Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: Hanover, Pennsylvania
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XL
Print preference: black and white prints
Favourite genre of music: Gothic/Industrial, Old School Gothic, 80s, hair metal.
Favourite style of art: Dark, emotional, expressive, and sometimes sexually gratifying.
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: 80GB Microsoft Zune
Wallpaper of choice: Halloween Past-Present Montage Wallpaper
Favourite cartoon character: Menchi and the Microcosm from Excel Saga and ofcourse Stewy from Family Guy.
Personal Quote: "It is befitting that the unique one save the unique one."

Favourite Movies

Edward Scissorhands, The Crow, MAY, Halloween, etc.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Type O Negative, The 69 Eyes, Christian Death, Joy Division, NIN, Fields of the Nephilim.

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allan Poe

Favourite Games

Anything Mortal Kombat related.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Nintendo 64; the only game system I own.

Tools of the Trade

My poetry; 8.2 megapixel Kodak digital camera.

Other Interests

Poetry, singing, music, concerts, etc.

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BloodyKissesMistress

Aug 26, 2008

I know It's been over a year since I've logged in!

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And I'm sorry to all my fans on here who've been so courteous as to leave me great comments and add me to their favorites and collections. But I'm finally back. Between forgetting my password on here and having surgery, being busy a lot, and etc it's been a good year or year and a half since I've been on. (But you wouldn't know that ofcourse cause I'm invisible on here.) ;) Just telling everyone I missed them all greatly and I promise to add some cool stuff soon so keep checking back! Much love to everyone on my friends list and those who encourage me to keep on writing. :) Thank you! Did I mention I've lost nearly 100 lbs.? =D

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BloodyKissesMistress

Mar 5, 2007

The 69 Eyes/Cradle of Filth Show Review

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So last night I went with 2 friends to see Cradle of Filth and The 69 Eyes down in Baltimore @ Ram's Head Live. Some group called 3 Inches of Blood was the opening band and they were ok but not my cup of tea. The 69 Eyes did a great 8 or 9 song set and then Cradle came out and did a long ass set and 2 encores. It was loud, heavy, with a lot of drunken headbanging! Just how I like it ^_^.  The pit was insane and I saw a lot of people coming out bloody and stuff. Afterwards I bought 2 shirts and 2 posters and hung out at the bar with Bazie (guitarist from The 69 Eyes) and got a pic with him and got him to sign one of my posters. I also showed m