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Great News! My mom thinks I look dorky with the glasses... so she's decided to get me Contacts... She also feels bad that she couldn't afford to take me back to school shopping so I went to my Great Grandmother's and she gave me a ton of great crap from when she was younger... like in the 60's and stuff... but half of it is too small for me... Just ask Katie. She sawed me in my Yellow Dress (My favorite... Heehee! <3) Anyways.... Some poetry for the Zombies.
Rain Rain, Please Come back.
Please fill in the Heart I lack.
Black ink drips,
from my lips,
To forever poison Childrens' Souls.
 Queen Taylor · Sat Aug 12, 2006 @ 01:03am · 0 Comments |
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"Headed for Danger."
I'm so sorry but I don't even know your Name!
I can't Stand it, I don't want to play your game!
Aren't you just the most beautiful Dark Stranger!
But Now I realize I am doomed For Danger!
Danger Danger! We keep screamin' for help but you won't Save Us.
Can't you Hear me? Jesus?
Help Us! Help Us! Love Us!
Here we hide,
We ignore the rules, We don't abide.
Just call me a Rebel.
Just Call me a Psycho.
Just Go! Just Go!
I need to Know. I need to Know!
Floating in the deep abyss.
Why can't you see through this?
I am not living for now, All alone.
Left alone on the phone...
Listening to the Ringtone.
Quite Frankly, Dear,
My words don't matter here.
This is Me, Heading for Danger.
This is me, Falling for that Gorgeous Stranger...
But my love, I can't take it any longer...
I'm not getting any stronger.
I will pull the itchy trigger,
You won't miss her!
Love me,
Don't you hate me?
Queen Taylor · Thu Apr 06, 2006 @ 01:17am · 0 Comments |
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Death to Me.
Leave me alone,
Stop talking... I'm hanging up the phone.
Wait, Before you go...
I just want you to know...
I hate you. I used to sing inside when you were around,
But now I don't hear a sound...
I used to burn and dance like this boastful of fire.
But now, my legs ache and the consequences of happiness Dire.
I'm letting go.
Just because I used to love you so.
I want to fly away,
Please... Don't make me stay.
I'm begging to have the rusty chains cut away.
Carpe Diam! I shall seize the day.
In the end I know this is wishful thinking...
And I'm sorry for those things I said, I guess I wasn't thinking.
Just don't hit me,
Can't you see?
The tears are gone,
I cried them all away... I guess I'm done.
Please don't kick me there.
Don't pull my hair,
I just don't Care,
Wait, maybe I do have a tear or two to share.
Let me just wilt.
Let the dust and the ashes turn to silt!
I can't go on...
I have No one!
I can't hardly breathe,
What do I perseve?
Dead.
Ugly.
Blind.
Mute.
...
Happy.
...But not Deaf.
There, say good bye to the last fall Leaf... She has died.
Queen Taylor · Mon Apr 03, 2006 @ 11:28pm · 0 Comments |
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My RPC's Lovely Royal bio... |
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Name: Lola
Age:somewhere around 20.
Race: Some sort of winged creature.
Hair: Shimmering healthy Dirty Blonde. Very curly and reaches the small of her back.
Eyes:Blue with some gold and black flecks.
Wings: A light yellowish tan with brown and grayish-black flecks in them.
<3's:Someone to pet her wings; Talking to friends and strangers alike; Love and affection.
</3's:Being ignored; Her horrifying past.
History: Now sober from Bourbon and a few other of her favorite alcoholic beverages... you would think that she be away from it all... but she is having constant mental breakdowns.
Queen Taylor · Thu Dec 29, 2005 @ 06:22am · 0 Comments |
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Weekly Poetry, aka Top Secret Plans that I refuse to reveal! |
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Here's a poem that I wrote...
Smile!
I hide here in the dark.
I hide that hideous mark.
Yes, the mark you made on my heart.
Yes, the heart you tore apart.
I step into the light.
My soul takes to flight.
Yes, I should get away from your clutches fast.
Yes, Because I'm free, I'm free at last.
I fear the dark and I fear the light, so where do I belong?
All I have is my shredded heart and this song.
Yes, what can I do, I'm lost.
Yes, I musn't cry it will only freeze to a frost.
As I begin to go with the flow...
You begin to go.
Yes, as I flee against the grain...
You begin to cry like rain.
All you want is origionality.
All I need is reality.
Yes, All I want is a smile.
Yes, that's it... I think I'll be fine for a while...
Queen Taylor · Fri Aug 26, 2005 @ 10:54pm · 1 Comments |
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Plans for how I will crush you if you disobey me! |
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It's simple, I'll eat spinach *gags.* and then I'll become big and strong like Popeye and I'll pick you up and eat you... Yum... People! That or I'll stomp on you like the adjective song from School House Rock! *lol... We watched that in my Highschool prep-ish class aka AAS (Nerdy Freshman!) so that I can graduate....* xd
Queen Taylor · Thu Aug 25, 2005 @ 01:01am · 0 Comments |
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Plans for How I Enslave ALL of humanity... |
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I will explain this intricately and very detailed- like.
1. I hide in dark corners with candy and offer it to all the gullible children and maybe a few to people that might be of use to me later on....*Cough cough.*
2. Then I will offer Money rewards for those who want to crawl on their hands and knees wearing a leash, and they must... Kiss my feet and bake muffins and cook meatloaf for me!... I have changed my mind... I am not going to pay them! (Who was the idiot who thought that up?)
3. I will roll you in grease and eat you if you refuse to obey... Yum.... people!
Why are you still here? Why aren't you somewhere making Meatloaf for your beloved Queen? *Cracks whip.* Cook!!!! twisted *Fire flares behind me.* I win. Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Queen Taylor · Tue Aug 23, 2005 @ 01:56am · 0 Comments |
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