Petite Rouge's blog

Hi! :D
I'm doing an assignment on poetry for school. But instead of focusing to much on different poets and different styles of poetry I want to focus on the affects on the readers. I know there's a lot of poets out there and a lot of poet readers. So I'd like to ask you all, what makes poetry so special? Why do you like to write/read it? And of course, is lyrics poetry? (Because I've always seen MCRs lyrics as long poems.)

XOXO

p.s Also, if you're interested, you could read mine. I'd like your comments on if they can bee seen like poetry, or if their're more lyric.

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I'm Just gonna nail myself against the wall and die right here
'cause I don't deserve to die els were
Don't watch me as I go away
Don't greet me in the light
The dark path is my only way
All I deserve is the memory of your heartbeat

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Tie me up real tight
let my blood run down to my head
I'll love you 'till my eyes turn red
You can push it harder into my skull bit I still wont believe it

My hair is red again :') oh sooo happyyyyy!!!!

Seems like a lot of people have been hurt on this page. But for me, I hurt. Isn't that worse? I hate it! I's like a lump in my throat, I know I did something stupid, I know I'm going to hurt a close friend of mine. Why? Why do I do this? My only explanation is that I'm a stupid ego slut! I love the attention so much I can't realize how deep in the shit it takes me!
Here's the story: I made out with a friend. One of my closest, I talked with him pretty much everyday. And he's had a crush on me for like a year. Now, I've fucked it up. I think I have to tell him that I don't want anything. I have no good reason except, I'm a superficial bitch. Everyone will hate me, they already dislike me. They only hung out with me because he always invited me.
So it sucks hurting people, it's like a part of your humanity is ripped away never to return.
Just so you know.
Now haters please hate!

So last night I went to a party and got drunk. Like really drunk. I ended up sitting on the grass and puking. I like puked 4 times, didn't think I could do that! I've never gotten that drunk, not even near.
But that's not the fucked-up part. This is: So when I sat there (before I started puking) a friend of mine sat beside me. And for about 4 years ago I did her really wrong and I was the worst friend you'd imagen.
So (totally pissed) I, for the first time, said that I was sorry. I told her about the regret and the crying. I'm really glad I did that.
But now you must be wondering where the bad in this all is. Well she and another friend of mine (he's the nicest guy ever, and it was his party) took care of me. And then I started to get really mad at my self! I'd broken mine and my friends friendship (the one 4 years ago, we were best friends) and now she was sitting here missing the party taking care of me. And Mr. Really Nice Guy missed his own party!

nothing MCR related, just someone killing someone :D

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Dark. Thick darkness. Claustrophobic darkness. It felt like you were walking trough a tunnel of water. The ally was narrow and the damp air had a weird smell. It smelled like plants, no, it tasted like plants. Like if you were in the deepest of the deepest forest.
I crouched and lightly touched the ground. My fingertips got in contact with something sticky. No wait, a pool of something sticky. My nose told me it was blood, my mouth confirmed it. Yes it was here it had happened.
I took a few steeps further in to the darkness. A hand tracing the wall of the tall building. The office buildings around me didn’t allow any moon light to help me navigate. As I looked up it appeared like if the sky-scrapers went all the way up to the thick clouds.

please tell me what you think ^^ would mean the world :D
XoXo
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As the bullets fall
My world trembles
Trembles for rest
To fall down and pass this test
Giving up is the only solution
Continuing like this is walking
On a bed of roses
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My skin is ripped up from the roses which have fallen
My feet hurts from the shoes which ain't mine
I don't fit in my head no more
I shouldn't have taken the time
To put up the sign
They're all a waste
Like the shells under my bed
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do you have any must-see's?? I love the Tim Burton movies and fantasy movies. But romance is awesome as well.
Anyhow, any favs?

so I'm back whining on MCR.com (sorry guys) And no Cubicles started playing. "sometimes I think I'll die alone, think I'd love to die alone" WORD! I try and I try and I end up alone.
First the guy how dissed me suddenly (I think it was because I was to passive). Poff and he was gonne. And now another poff :O WHAT THE FUCK?!?! Now I have no idea what went wrong ... Did i push it to much? FML...
And now mr 2'd guy just added some posers as friends on FB. Yeah well actually they suit him better.
You wanna know the real funny part? Both of these guys were unplanned, it just happened (maybe that's why they end, just like they start) but there is this other guy. Yeah his funny smart and MAYBE likes me ... but just MAYBE. But I haven't hitted it og with him because I don't see him that much. My plan is to save him and make him my friend, so if anything happens between us we'll have a base.

Waiting for that text from that guy... always makes me doubt myself :/

YES! I just got it :D hihihiihii
just write a blog and everything will get solved or what?+ ;)

XOXO Rouge

... I love the feeling after running or working out in general. It's like a wannabe high feeling. So put on some MCR or MSI (they are great running to!) and get out! promise you it is worth it!

XOXO Rouge