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Thursday, January 6, 2005
It's Raining
Topic: nothiing iin partiicular
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: Nothing, actually
Why am I playing nothing? Because I'm rewriting a song. Yes, a song. {I'm not limited to short story.} Before that, I was editing junk.

And the song sounds cool, tyvm. It's about a girl who cuts and it's very surreal. {Think Lacuna Coil plus Vanessa Carlton with a dash of my personality. VERY surreal.} I'm on the third rewrite.

{The funny part is, I originally came up with the song while I was bored in church. And JESSICA MURPHY thought it was interesting. LMAO!!}

So yes, I'm rewriting a song and going through various notebooks I own. I think I've hit a creative phase. I'm writing new ideas in the margins of stories and stuff I've already written {from like three years ago}. I found my poems notebook. I am one morbid byatch. No kidding. Sick and twisted, that's me. I particularly like my poem Nightmare. It's about a girl who drowns in blood. {I have a fascination with drowning and blood, I don't know why.} There's two rewrites of that poem. I think I like the original best, though.

I have a lot of angry songs. Angry songs and suicide poetry and crazy people stories. Hmm. I'm a strange person. {Oh yes, I also like If I Died. Needs some revision, though.}

Untitled

Initiate
Reciprocate
New drama begins
In your mind
You're paralyzed
Do you want to be with him
Confusing
Refusing
End result? fear
Remaining
Explaining
Not the time, not here
First recognition
Of immaturity.

January 3, 2004

I happen to be proud of that one. That's the one that got published. *grins* Surprise surprise, one of my favorite poets is Poe. I love Alone. {Well I love most of his poems lol.} Now I'm half-tempted to post my other awesome poem, Proof of Insanity, but I don't think I will. Not today. I need to start my own magazine just so I can read what I want to. Just like I have to write because no one writes what I want to read lol.

"Katie" v. 4

Waking from dreams of ashes / war and airplanes crashing / shatter the light / Katie eat your breakfast / i lace my neck / with a broken necklace /*Katie's staring at the mirror / parting her hair with a straight razor / opens up this dark red river / mixing blonde and blood together / the change captivates her / every time* / swallows light like it's knives / shattering all their lives / visions of blood in my head / dancing to their screams / oh katie / you're so lost / *Katie's staring at the mirror / parting her hair with a straight razor / opens up this dark red river / mixing blonde and blood together / the change captivates her / every time* / oh Katie can't you see / you're cause of tragedy / you're talking much too loud / inside you can't be found / *Katie's staring at the mirror / parting her hair with a straight razor / opens up this dark red river / mixing blonde and blood together / the change captivates her / every time*


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