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Jaded. Fragmented. Fallen.
Always Rising.


Saturday, December 31, 2005
07:49 p.m.

Misguided chance-
we're lovers
but yet, we're kept apart.
forgotten,
is not the touch
but all the agony.
Mistaken was what you meant to me-
too late
everyone has turned against us,
believed that we're torture-
that we'll only destroy time.
incomplete,
we find each otehr
and we're fixed again-
there are no bandages
in our eyes.
cursed,
everyone forfeits our love
and yet it is us-
two bodies,
two young minds
that are flung together
by the passion of our hearts
uncontrollable
by always right.

-alysia-


Saturday, December 31, 2005
07:46 p.m.

Dangerous Games
Full,
but unable to bleed-
mustn't
can't-
held back by what common bond
created me.
restricted spirit,
the given is the mustn't
so you leave-
sorrys clinging to the air
as if oxygen is the only thing free.
Rat infested
and diseased is how others see me-
the princess of eternal,
is what the snakes
crown me.
spit and confusion
surround this battleground
and it is you facing me-
surprised i'm not
but yet you did not win.
it is i now, the queen of plastic,
that crowns the
eternal disease
in order to capture your flag.

-alysia-


Saturday, December 31, 2005
07:44 p.m.

It pains me to move,
but yet it was you that left-
it was you who turned your back.
None of you reign me
but yet i'm still here.
this mess encases me
and it is me you're begging after.
Never forget me-
ha- you already did
but your lust will never be
quenched
because it is i that
reigns over you.

-alysia-


Saturday, December 31, 2005
07:43 p.m.

Magic,
that moment on your carpet,
i never believed it yet
the way you held me-
dancing upon your cloud
i cannot breathe yet-
it is you that lives for me
and it is you
that has carried me through
the dreams
that haunted me while
i had been awake.
Broken,
i never was-
i was just waiting
for you to complete me.

-alysia-


Saturday, December 31, 2005
07:39 p.m.

Love vs. Logic (for Cole)
Disappointment-
i can feel it
resting
my heart
until it's too late-
my mind has already
tasted reign.
and now it is you
that my heart is
blinking blindly at-
it is you
and i'm short of breath
mind and soul
have to battle this moment-
have to come to the stone
which will define where
my heart stands-
interrupted,
the stone is held by you
and skipped across the water.
giggles escape
as the water tickles two hearts
and splashes reality-
the chase is on
but my heart doesn't move,
it's already holding you
as the moon slowly rises
on an irrelevant battle of my
mind and logic.

-alysia-


Saturday, December 31, 2005
07:17 p.m.

Wrapped In One Another
Innocent,
two ten year-olds wade in the creek,
hands clasped,
there's no intention to leave
nor let go-
the sun smiles down
amazed at the lapse in judgement
ten they're not-
but young and innocent,
their hearts are clasped.
playful splashes
to relieve the heat
and divert the tensions of realization.
realization of innocent attraction-
pure happiness-
the smile of love
that they both begin to wear,
as the music of nature fills
the world that surrounds them-
foolish to this,
they do not hear-
their smiles
and the rapid beats of their souls' wings
consume
and all they know
is themselves
wrapped up in one another.

-alysia-