.::-:The Den of the Last Angel:-::.

Scratching of pencil on paper
With the power to make something beautiful appear in its wake
As the images flourish on a sheet of paper
A vivid ideal begins to turn over in my mind

The depth of pouring one's soul to a page
And the shallowness of the billionths of an inch the thickness of it was

Ordinary lines merge and become the extraordinary
Becoming what they will
And becoming something (even if unintentional)

The simple elegance that bleeds from a drawing
Of only paper
And only pencil

becomes perfection in your eyes

Today's Poem...
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The hollow clatter of an empty locker's door
The empty hallways with no resounding footsteps
The bland classrooms without decorations or books

The warmth of the social world
As absent from the halls as a sick child at home

No rustling of papers
Complaints about due dates
slamming of locker doors
Or "No running in the halls!"

No more recycled fries [1] that taste like wet cardboard
No more gossip that is stocked in more quantity than library books
No more secrets whispered from ear to ear between classes
No more.

The disappearance of life seems to vanish at the source
'Real' life begins in the classroom
Where knowledge is abundant
As is drama and suffering

The end of the year
Like a sad song through your headphones
The summer sunlight evaporates your salty tears
and your memories

Both good and bad

Are left behind in an empty locker
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[1] At our school, whatever fries aren't eaten on Tuesday are reheated and served on Thursday. Nasty, huh? (they aren't any good to begin with.)

Poem for today. About my friend.
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Speaking so loud
So fast without breathing
Not sure how you do it
Somehow, I'm jealous

That you're so unable 
To keep your mouth shut
And that you're able
to disturb whatever unfortunate citizens
are standing in a one-block radius

A thousand eyes on only us
As your words pierce the cool collected mumbles of the town
There is no silence as long as your presence exists
How creepy that I've written a poem like this.
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I couldn't think of anything else. Because I was bored and my friend who I almost never see was here to visit. so I decided to write this.

Written for the end of the year. I still don't want to give my speech in class. *cries*

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When the end is coming
Something beautiful is beginning
The rose is dying and in its place
A more beautiful blossom than before unfurls its petals

As you say goodbye for the final time
You know that nothing's really going to end
The beginning of a new story's just around the corner
With just a simple flip of the pages,
A world imbued in words awaits

A wonderful future is just up ahead
Even if it's blurring in your vision
if you just walk forward
Your scenery clears and focuses
and the further up ahead becomes sharpens

The sun is filling the cyan sky
Soft, air-puffed clouds that drift so free on the open breeze
Even after a stabbing wound of 'farewell' impaling your heart
The day's warmth begins to dry your tears
The wind begins to pick up the brittle fragments of dusty sorrow from the bottom of your heart
To carry them far away from you

So far away is your past
But some parts are so clear, they become your present
they become who you are
They appear as your memories
And shape who the person you aspire to become

A ticking clock
A beating heart
A scale from one to ten
How do you measure your emotions
if you don't even know what you're feeling?

Is the ending to your story
Bitter-sweet and forlorn?
Beautifully tragic?
Cheery and humorous?
A mix of the above?

What kind of impression will you leave
as your footsteps lead away from where you start?

Today's poem

Btw, I have NEVER watched How to Lose a Guy in 10 days, so I have NO idea what I'm saying.
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How to lose a guy in 5 days
A tutorial by Saigo_Tenshi

Step one:

Pour your heart and soul into a relationship that will never go 
Further than if you tried to throw a 6 ton boulder.

Step two: 

Believe in the unreal. Breathe it in and it becomes your reality
Or so I believed.
but such was simple deceit.

Step three:

Throw away your pride
like a tattered rag doll
Like you're ready to 'grow up'
As if you know what 'grow up' means

Step four:

Ignore your friends' advice
Forget their wisest words
And enter a world
Where solitude and ecstasy merge
beneath a blanket of lies

Step five:

Let him control you
Use you and 
Dominate you
until his ex comes back

That is how to lose a guy in five days.

My poem for today!
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A smile dissolving a broken heart
Sunlight in scattered patterns through leaves
Laughter ringing throughout our souls
Mending the fragments if only for a moment

The tears have evaporated
Nothing but a salty residue to be blown away by the breeze
The pain has drifted into a world of endless joy
Like the winter melting into spring

The flowers begin to bloom
My heart begins to race
A beautiful day is calling me ahead
so I keep moving forward
Regardless of the future waiting

Like a wind up toy
I keep on going
Until I lose momentum and come to a crashing stop
But my journey is one filled with bitter and tender emotions
and the next day's promised events keep me moving
Automatic

Keep walking through
A Journey of my life
Filled with laughter, Joy
Pain and strife
Keep it going

Before the road comes to a close in the distance

Beautiful things all come to an end

The last page in a good book
Fire to ashes
Smile to a subtle frown
Human life

The bittersweet endings we come to know and love
are the seeds for a beginning that's just as beautiful

A new book can begin
A fire can be re-lit
A smile can always return
A baby can begin its life and take its first breath

The things we find pass by in everyday life
only become apparant at the beginning and at the end 
The metamorphosis of life
from child to teen to adult to death

The end of something beautiful
The beginning of something to be beautiful

Another poem inspired by my Hopeless romantic side. -_-; I really am hopeless. It's about a certain someone I like(d) who knows who I am, but still refuses to notice me or just doesn't by habit no matter how hard I try...

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A rose only lives as long as its stem is unsevered
So why haven't you cut the ties between us?
Why don't you just kill off my last ounce of hope
To spare me some suffering?

Even if you feel my sorrow, you'll never notice the pain
You can't share the emotions of someone who you see right through
The invisibility of my face clouds the joy in your life
The strength of your prescence in my life is the eclipse to my sun

"Please, don't forget me." I whispered as you walked away from me
And yet I'm still here all alone
Not even a fragment of a memory
My importance is as limited as your capacity for love

No one sees this side of me
Not even you
These words drawn from a broken well deep inside my chest
You'd never guess they came from my lips

These unkissed virgin lips await a taste of the future that's to become of me
This heart that's shared no love desires the warmth of a beautiful fantasy
to keep it company in its darkness

I reach for your hand but I feel only air
I've missed you by a longshot since I've blinked
And now you're so far away

The thorns of roses, tiny razors
Cutting through the soft flesh cage I'm in
Take me away to oblivion
So you won't have to hear me screaming for you