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Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 19th, 2008 at 06:40pm |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 19th, 2008 at 06:41pm Dropping Souls.
A phantom in the sea.
The joker of sorts to waves.
For the green coral is alive.
Described to eat the flesh.
A transparent mockery.
Savanna winds harsh to color.
Blended world full of venom.
Desperate banging on the walls.
Let the midnight appear.
Vengeance to decease.
Autopsy of empty children.
A sweet taste to lips.
The secret scenery of a viola.
Mindlessly plays on its own,
For a king and a queen.
To turn the atmosphere inside out.
A withdraw of words to speak.
Just enjoying the unknown.
Don’t drop your soul. |
MyChemicalBlack
Salute You in Your Grave
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 2351 | June 19th, 2008 at 07:46pm Mmm, what can I say?
C'est Manifique. ^_^
Well done, mon amie. 
And...I like your banner. 
Today's a random day, sorry. lmao. xD |
The Creature
In The Murder Scene
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 23462 | June 19th, 2008 at 08:49pm Awesome poem, mi Esposa. =]
I love it. Muy bueno. =] |
Tilly and the Wall
Bleeding on the Floor
Age: 31
Gender: -
Posts: 1850 | June 20th, 2008 at 03:27am I think I dropped my soul there xD
It was awesome, great imagery, feels so you =] |
Asiah Scott
Joining The Black Parade
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Posts: 194 | June 20th, 2008 at 05:04am Love it. xD
Its awesome. the words, the style, the picture...God, I love everything!.xD |
Cherokee
Banned
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 2300 | June 20th, 2008 at 02:13pm What can I say, Britt?
Just amazing! Love that poem a lot. Wonderful choice of words.
Favourite part:
The secret scenery of a viola.
Mindlessly plays on its own,
For a king and a queen.
It just felt so magical. Love it!
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Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 20th, 2008 at 09:12pm Thank-you MyChemicalBlack, Wifey, Jane, Asiah Scott, and Cherokee.  |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 20th, 2008 at 09:13pm 1979.
A madman paradox in the depths of caves.
Bats with fangs to become friends with inside demons.
Venus stars shining bright in reflection
Of its color that glooms in cost.
For spiked hearts and rainfall.
The miss happenings of random snow.
Roses with thorns that thirst for blood.
Buckled shoes while coughing up black smoke.
Fogging the atmosphere plants suck up.
Romantic feel in the painful pricks.
A budge in the veins to inject pheromones.
Fighting just to breath.
Teachings to drown in a pool of lust.
The last blue eyes seeing bright lights.
1979; born in the new world.
May mercy lay upon you. |
The Creature
In The Murder Scene
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 23462 | June 21st, 2008 at 09:04pm Awesome new poem, Esposa. =]
Roses with thorns that thirst for blood.
Epis line.
Well done. =] |
MyChemicalBlack
Salute You in Your Grave
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 2351 | June 21st, 2008 at 09:38pm Bats with fangs to become friends with inside demons
Hm, don't know why...but this made me grin. xD
Too few poems can do that. haha.
Anyways, tis another kickass-beautiful poem. ^_^
Very good, mon amie. |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 24th, 2008 at 06:36pm Thank-you Wifey and MyChemicalBlack. |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 24th, 2008 at 08:30pm Raining Upward.
Stealing hearts from hospital beds.
The mischievous limit of flirting allowed.
A whisper of his name in the dark.
Singing along with the elevator music.
Mandatory shaking from monsters under the bed.
Loosing control of the though of the beeping.
The thumping in the chest.
A feeling that is gone.
Whispers in the dark:
“I want you to have.”
[This heart that wont stop beating.
Thumping in the memories.
A curse of the mind.
Laying in the hospital bed.
Rip it out.]
Raining upwards from hell.
Flames yelling to come home.
The lifeless souls and demented ones.
Wings grow wide and fade to black.
A spell of singing and upside down rain.
The ending of time.
Yours and mine. |
Tilly and the Wall
Bleeding on the Floor
Age: 31
Gender: -
Posts: 1850 | June 27th, 2008 at 10:41am Aaaaaaah, sounds like a nice story xDDD
I'd read it if you wrote it =D
It's just really dark, really cool, idk why it reminds me of Darren Shan a bit, yeah, but its just  |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 29th, 2008 at 12:38am Thank-you Ms. Jane.
Though, I'm no good with stories.
I tend not to finish them. X] |
Cherokee
Banned
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 2300 | June 29th, 2008 at 03:07am Raining Upward.:
Favourite part:
''Whispers in the dark:
“I want you to have.”
[This heart that wont stop beating.
Thumping in the memories.
A curse of the mind.
Laying in the hospital bed.
Rip it out.]''
It is dark, agreed Jane.
I just love the way you took me into a hospital, it's so amazing, how do you do that!
And then how the hospital atmosphere was gone.
Oh, shit! Now I haev another favourite part:
'The lifeless souls and demented ones.
Wings grow wide and fade to black.
A spell of singing and upside down rain.
The ending of time.
Yours and mine.''
The ending was just so deep, and dark. Love it.
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Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 29th, 2008 at 07:15pm XD
Thank-you Cherokee. |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 29th, 2008 at 07:15pm Play Pretend.
Ballerina tip toes of musical notes.
Counting on what never happened.
Play pretend with scribble x’s.
A two year desperate tick, tock.
When will the life begin and end?
Where thoughts pull apart.
The only one I plead for.
A better day with bones thin.
Despite aging in major dreams.
One thing beneath the mile stones.
That crushed heart without a beat.
Saying good-bye, farewell.
In the May flowers, rain washes away.
Coming to the center of mind.
Sun blinding the mirrors reflection.
The past was never real.
A door opened to reality… |
Kitty Clover
Jazz Hands
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 292 | June 29th, 2008 at 08:22pm I really love Play Pretend, and the imagery and word choice were great! My favorite lines were:
In the May flowers, rain washes away.
Coming to the center of mind.
Sun blinding the mirrors reflection.
The past was never real.
A door opened to reality…
This poem was just brilliant. :> |
Frank Anthony Iero.
Bulletproof Heart
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 28347 | June 30th, 2008 at 06:37pm Thank-you Nekotora. |
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