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We Want To Be The Tragic Hero

Have you ever experienced that feeling where you wished you would be hit by a car and wake up in the hospital, not because you want to die, but because you want to be hurt? Or have you felt that inexplicable urge to come down with some horrendous disease that would leave you bed ridden and crippled? How about the desire to fall into a pit of agony that you could never crawl out of? Maybe it’s because of the insatiable craving for human attention that delves into the unconscious mind, which wants to be showered with never ending affection until the end of time. Perhaps it’s the part of us that is screaming out to be recognized, even

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Jump From The SkyLet me take your hand my dear You seem so frightfully cold Breathing so incoherently No message left for you today Waiting on your every fear Lips open upon every fold Crooning words despairingly I'll carve your tomb if I may Bringing thoughts from the rear All the stories the soil told Flowers judge you daringly I'll jump from the sky for pay Beware of the wind's leers The sun is not yet sold It smiles upon you caringly I'll buy it when you say Silence your one deaf ear Color the road red and bold Catch the smile inspiringly Darl Jump From The Sky
by ~MissKeshra

Dear BoyDear boy, Today I found your eyes so pale and lifeless, yet everything you did was so full of happiness and joy. It makes me wonder if you can see my face.
(It scared me more that your eyes were sewn shut later that night). -Me.
Dear boy, Today I found some blood trickling from your ears, you seemed to hear me just fine, but you didn't answer like you usually did. Tell me, can you hear my voice? (I couldn't stand to look at you as the pool of blood formed from your ears). -Me.
Dear boy, Today I found a string sewn to your chest, dragging on the floor behind you, but you didn Dear Boy
by ~MissKeshra

DescentThere's a feeling in this world that is so prominent that when it's experienced, it's unmistakable.

It's as though someone decided to pull the floor out from beneath my feet and watch as I descend down in the spiral to the unknown. My head is in a haze and I can't tell what it is up and what is down. I'm unable to distinguish what is real and what is fake. Every time I raise my head towards the direction I feel is up, and outstretch my hand, I eagerly expect to see another hand descend down towards my own hand, clasping it in an embrace, helping me to escape this daze. Instead, no hand comes and I'm forced to continue in this dr Descent
by ~MissKeshra

Not Coming BackTraces of footsteps leading through the mud The grim smell of death lingers, polluting the air All the eye can see around is pools of blood A bleak setting of grey that now lingers there
I couldn’t be there when you heard the news When you realized that I wasn’t coming back I wish I could tell you that it was all a ruse As you fall to the floor with a resounding crack
To take your hand clutching your breast But mine lies with me, stained with red Also cradled to my blood-soaked chest As I think of all that I should’ve said
Thinking of a Not Coming Back
by ~MissKeshra

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November

Tue Nov 3, 2009, 4:22 PM

_{It's been awhile since I've updated my journal, I'm not dead, I promise.

This month is a busy month for me. I would like to continue updating my gallery with new poetry, but I'm not entirely sure how possible that is. I just upgraded my system from Windows XP to Windows 7, which means instead of worrying about poetry, I have to focus on transferring everything from my old hard-drive with XP installed to the new hard-drive with Windows 7. On top of that I still have school, and NaNoWriMo to worry about. NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month for those of you who didn't know [ [link] ], so I'm working on writing my 50k word novel before the month ends, yikes!

I hope everyone is having a lovely November so far. (:}

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I'm just a crazy, fun-loving person, who writes too much.

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Current Residence: USA
Interests: Books, art in general, music, games, writing
Favourite movie: V for Vendetta, There Will Be Blood, Der Untergang
Favourite band or musician: Too many to name :D
Favourite genre of music: Hard Rock, Metal, etc.
Favourite poet or writer: Emily Dickinson and Edgar Allen Poe
Favourite style of art: Traditional/Pencil
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Favourite game: The Darkness, Guitar Hero, and Oblivion
Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360, Computer
Personal Quote: Books are basically meaningless words strung together to form something amazing, just like music
Tools of the Trade: Pencil, Paper, Computer, MS Word

Website: http://misskeshra.tumblr.com/
Email: misskeshra@yahoo.com
MSN: Keshra@live.com
Skype: Daniellem93

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~DG778 Nov 11, 2009, 12:50:20 PM

I tagged you! Go here [link] to recieve directions!

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"How can I survive with such beautiful creatures of light plaguing my darkness?!"

~ Sunako Nakahara

~DG778 Nov 6, 2009, 7:00:53 PM

Ooooooo! *waving arms like a dumbass* I am the ghost of responsiblity-eeee~ oooooooo~ Get yahoooo IM so ~DG778 is not bored anymore ooooo~

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"How can I survive with such beautiful creatures of light plaguing my darkness?!"

~ Sunako Nakahara

~MissKeshra Nov 6, 2009, 7:38:02 PM

_Lol.

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_{As I slowly intoxicate you with darker thoughts
Like acid, I corrode your natural defenses}

~DG778 Nov 6, 2009, 7:41:42 PM

So you gonna do it?

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"How can I survive with such beautiful creatures of light plaguing my darkness?!"

~ Sunako Nakahara

~MissKeshra Nov 6, 2009, 7:44:43 PM

_{Yup. Probably tomorrow after I get home from my college campus visit, which is super early.}

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_{As I slowly intoxicate you with darker thoughts
Like acid, I corrode your natural defenses}