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To love or not to love by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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To love or not to love

« To be or not to be » Imitation To love or not to love ? That is the question. To give this boy a chance, or play it safe? If I should take his reaching hand, what then? There is no way to know where this shall go. If dare I take this step out on the ledge, And I believe the love which he doth pledge If he deceives me with these words so sweet And leaves me as he once did do, then I The fool’s part surely play, as I do give My heart away. Once fooled, I am but to Be pitied. Twice fooled, I will deserve the hurt The saddest sorrow love can bring, and yet, The happ’st joys which only t

The Mulberry Tree by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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The Mulberry Tree

The Mulberry Tree Walking in the dark forest, the ground is cool, Calm and seemingly silent. Sun highlights a leaf floating like some jewel, Gliding to the earth, moist beneath my feet. This is my place of refuge, never a place of fright I take delight in the sight of this mighty tree The sweet, red ripeness of the mulberry From where I stand it calls to me And I have a seat and listen. I wonder how long it has been resting here in silence, A perfect sage to guard this scene, this stage… What has it witnessed? Who sat here before? Times have changed, years gone by forevermore. I listen to the silence, and in it I can hear the story;

Chapter Five: Centaurs: Friend or Foe? by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Chapter Five: Centaurs: Friend or Foe?

Chapter Five: Centaurs: Friend or Foe? Star-Crossed Lives, Harry Potter FanFiction Jessa and Edward were standing down by the Lake. It was the dead of night, but an almost full moon shone above, casting a cool glow on the still water. “I do not know whether I can do this, Edward,” Jessa said desperately, putting her face in her hands. “What if our plan fails? I won’t live after all if I never see you again,” she was pleading with him. Edward gently took her hands and held them to his chest. “It is the only way, Jessa. We’re doing this because we have to. You cannot keep competin

Chapter Four: Freedom by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Chapter Four: Freedom

Chapter Four: Freedom Disclaimer-This is a Harry Potter FanFiction. All familiar HP stuff is property of JKR. Catherine woke early the next day, startled out of her dream. It was another of those all-too-real ones, about Hogwarts. It was strange to see the halls she was soon to walk in and become familiar with from her own perspective. This dream had been about Jessa again…she had entered the TriWizard Tournament to prove to her father that a girl could win, to prove to her love, Edward, that she was willing to do something to defy her father, and to prove to everyone else that she wasn’t the mad, helpless “wench

Story of My Life by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Story of My Life

Story of my Life I've been told I'm very smart But there are many things Which require a certain art Which I will never learn Such as how to hold a fork, Sit up straight and cut my pork I will never hold my knife And cut things so precisely I will never be the perfect wife And I can't always treat people so nicely I turn around and walk right into people I drop my books and lose my grip I slip on every possible puddle My thought tend to get muddled And I don't know who the hell Half of those celebrities are But they poke me and they prod me And fit me into this social mold So I play the piano and practice Ballet A

Hpff: Star-crossed Lives Ch. 3 by catchmyfallingstar, literature

Hpff: Star-crossed Lives Ch. 2 by catchmyfallingstar, literature

New by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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New

New It breaks my heart To see your pure little soul Tainted. It makes me grieve To see the tears in your little eyes Falling. It makes me want to reach out And hold you close Embrace your pain away I want to shield you with my arms And fight off your demons What is the world coming to When an eight year old boy Hates his life "and everything in it"? I can't bear to see you become as broken as me.

Wall by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Wall

Wall I press my palm against the glass Solidly dividing us A transparent sheet That I can't stand to break. I see you, so close... But not close enough I hear you, kind words... But you don't speak to me. I scrape the stubs of my bitten nails Against the glass, fighting with emotions too crazy to control. I can just see myself smashing this wall down, tearing a hole right through it And then it's not glass anymore, it is just a thin, thin sheet of filmy paper. For once, I can't see through it. For once, I don't want to. All these years of struggle and longing, Needing to know if you were sorry at all, Wishing I could talk t

It's a thin line by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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It's a thin line

It's a thin line Between ugly and beautiful Loved and forsaken Happy and miserable That tightrope between Happiness and despair A giddy, laughing moment can make you feel so free and alive And one harsh command can make you feel infinitely trapped Whispered compliments and '"I love you"s make you feel so beautiful, and then you're on the ground, with footprints on your back. I look at my body and I love my tan skin and sparkling eyes and curved hips and wavy hair and I feel young and beautiful and strong Then I come back from the world and see nothing but my acne and my bushy eyebrows, my budding mustache sure everyone has no

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To love or not to love by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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To love or not to love

The Mulberry Tree by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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The Mulberry Tree

Chapter Four: Freedom by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Chapter Four: Freedom

Story of My Life by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Story of My Life

New by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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New

Wall by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Wall

It's a thin line by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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It's a thin line

Afraid by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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Afraid

I'm so Afraid Of you Afraid Of messing up Disappointing you Making you angry Giving you one more reason To hate me. I can't change What happened All I know Is there's no going back I've spent my life making It up to you Making up for something that Was never My Fault And I don't want to do it any more. But I never can help it And now I've realized why: I'm afraid of you. Was it my fault?

You don't scare me by catchmyfallingstar, literature

You don't run, you don't lie, so why do I? by catchmyfallingstar, literature

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You don't run, you don't lie, so why do I?

He looks into my eyes and holds my gaze. I hate myself for feeling nothing but awkward. Why can't I just like him? He's a perfectly normal, not at all creepy guy. And he's my age. Or, rather, he's in my grade. He's reasonably mature, too, and it's easy to talk with him about books, movies, life, almost anything… "Why did you rip up your letter?" He says, smiling that cute boyish smile, pointing to the shredded bits of notebook paper on my desk, in our shared English classroom. Our teacher, in a fit of sympathy for under appreciated parents, has asked us to write letters to people who matt

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When I Was Little by ElusiveStranger, literature

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When I Was Little

When I was little I did not care, For the thousands of you struggling out there, So here is to you, You beautiful souls. When I was little I did not know In your world full of nightmares you continue to grow. When I was little I did not see Such trembling lips as they uttered your plea. When I was little I could not believe How you kept on struggling on days we didn't grieve? When I was little how could I have known Your contagious laughter was a sight to behold. When I was little I would never have guessed That with such delicate wings you have been blessed. When I was little I could not feel How much your weak smiles really

Chapter 1: Story of a Slave by NYCrainbow6, literature

Parallel Fears by NYCrainbow6, literature

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Parallel Fears

I can feel the pull, the gut wrenching pain, as if it actually existed. I can feel the dry sobs shatter my resistance. Everything i thought i knew, would disappear. As if it were real. That's why, I told him, I would never, never commit myself to love. Because it isn't real. Just like he would never have a family, in fear of losing it by blood shed and bullets. All we can do is stare at each other coming so close, so close to coming apart. Each knows the other fears committing themselves to something bigger than themselves. Each knows that love is permanent. Each knows that their parents made mistakes, and each feared they would repeat th

Alone.I've never felt this al by NYCrainbow6, literature

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Alone.I've never felt this al

Alone. I've never felt this alone before. Not when I've finally accepted who I am. Not when I've made so many friends. I feel it pushing through my heart, through my very existence. The worst kind of pain, The kind you can't fix. The kind you have to hide. It's crushing me down until I've become a mere shadow of who I was. They tell me this isn't who I am, But do they know what I know? Can they feel what I feel? No one think I can crack and break my heart is too pure, my strength a fortress. But they don't know the battles I've fought. They never will. But being alone isn't so bad, No one has to see me cry, No one has to feel my pain, The

Him by NYCrainbow6, literature

I wonder by marinas-roses, literature

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I wonder

You used to call me to hear my voice. I could almost feel how you smiled somewhere out there with your mobile on your ear. I want to call you just to hear your voice But I am not sure about your smile. I want to talk to you And I wonder if you feel the same. You used to look at me like I was some kind of angel, a fantasy, a dream in your world I could feel your love every second around us. My eyes follow every move you make, your lips, your hands, your laughter. Every moment I look at you I feel my love for you running through my body. I wonder if you feel the same. You used to miss me when we were apart, thinking of me, wo

I'm Not the Marrying Kind by UntamedUnwanted, literature

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I'm Not the Marrying Kind

I'm not the marrying kind.  I have stones in my hair instead of flowers, And a rosebush of thorns is more poignant to me.   I'm not the marrying kind.  My words aren't pretty or wise, And I can't sing about anything but a broken heart.   I'm not the marrying kind.  I am the sort of damaged you see in an old recorder, And the kind of old in an instrument that breaks into a billion pieces at a touch.   I'm not the marrying kind.  Neither neat, nor tidy, nor correct in my behavior, And yes, I did in fact tell you to fuck yourself.   I'm not the marrying kind.R

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Deviant for 13 years
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I love to write whenever I'm in the mood for it. My thing mostly is poetry that rhymes but isn't usually metered, as well as free verse and short stories. I also love to paint and draw, but writing is my passion. I love words and clever quotations :) I also have a huge love for music and dance, I'm learning to play the piano but I have not yet successfully written a song...we'll see. I'm a dancer, and the same passion that inspires me to dance inspires me to write. I hope people will read and review my work . :)

Favourite genre of music: alternative, rock
Favourite style of art: realism
MP3 player of choice: iPod touch
Personal Quote: Life is worth living, because living is worth life

Favourite Movies

the Princess Bride, The Lord of the Rings, Hancock

Favourite TV Shows

criminal minds, law and order svu, pretty little liars

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Hinder/Theory of A Deadman/Nickleback/David Cook/Avril Lavigne

Favourite Books

Lord of the rings, harry potter

Favourite Writers

J. R. R. Tolkien, Edgar Allen Poe

Favourite Games

Monopoly :)

Tools of the Trade

um. brain. paper. pen.

Other Interests

writing, art, acting, singing

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catchmyfallingstar

Jun 11, 2012

WOW it's been a long time...oops.

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So I was just reading through all my word documents full of poems and I realized how long it's been since I actually posted anything. This is mainly because I've been working on a  harry potter fan fiction so I haven't written any really post-able stuff, but there are some things I just never got around to posting. I really need to stop neglecting DeviantArt, though. For anyone reading this journal, you should really read The Road of Lost Innocence by Somaly Mam. It's an amazing memoir by a Cambodian woman who got out of the life of forced prostitution and started a charity, AFESIP, that helps others get out of it. Thousands of girls and wome

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catchmyfallingstar

Jan 16, 2012

Ironic

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Isn't it ironic that I have tons of poems on deviantART and I've written tons more over the years, and yet when I have to write a poem for school, I can't do it? For my final project I read this really inspiring book, In the Name of Honor, a memoir by Mukhtar Mai. Everyone should read it, it's awesome. So whyy can't I write about it?? Oh well. wish me luck.

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catchmyfallingstar

Jul 22, 2011

Going away...

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So, I'm just so lucky that I get to go away to a place where there is no internet, cell service, or people. For ten days. Again. Even though I just got home...ah well, I'm hoping me being away will do some people some good. So, goodbye deviantART, again. I promise I will write lots while I'm away and go on as soon as I'm back. :)