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Didn't actually write this as a poem. Actually was multiple texts to my ex-boyfriend. Good times.
CnC.

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What will life do to this girl without a heart?
Life will not be nice to her, for why should it be.
Why should the world do which she cannot give back?
Now the girl without a heart will cry herself to sleep,
As she has done for the past few months and will continue to do for many more,
“I love you†she said to the world. And the world
Laughed back, “Tell her that she could not love.â€
It would not say it back because
She did not deserve it.

Even though she would have taken it in a mocking tone, the still silence of the night
Echoed through the lifeless room.
The sound of the world engulfed the walls, seeping into
The cavern where the heart once was. As it entered her body
It grew a new life.
“This is why you cannot be loved.â€
It ached from inside of her.
“I grew to this from nothing. If something was here, the silence of the night would be whispering different words.â€
And so the girl cried.
Cried to fill up the words from the silence that deafened her ears.

She reached out her hand for somebody’s touch.
But the only sign of life was the breath that escaped from her own lips, and the
Darkness that spun around her hand until she could recognize it no more.
But the Darkness calmed her. For she knew that the Darknesss
Was not loved either, as people thrust candles to the sky to send it away.
So she took the Darkness into her arms and sang it a lullaby,
Hoping that she could make her body a home for somebody.

The Darkness claimed her as its own, crawling up her legs and over her skin, entering every orifice of her frail self.
And from that day on, the night possessed the girl, bending her to the will of
The dark, like a helpless puppet tortured by bounded strings.
And her eyes were no longer the green of life, but the gray of nothing, the black of the puppet master.

“Goodnight,†she softly cried to the Darkness.
“Goodnight.â

i saw it last night at the theater with 6 other people who are performing it this year with me.

oh. my god.

breath taking. absolutely breath taking. if it comes near you, see it. so worth any amount of money.

everyone in my group cried at least once. my friend who is playing valjean in our production cried pretty much every other song.

but seriously. fantastic musical. lovee.

im single.
mutual break up. still hurts.

what now khv.

why hello team.

so i am doing my college app supplement to stanford, upenn, and johns hopkins. and i can pick 10 photos to submit, but i am a fan of 25.

I was thinking that I would submit 1 nature shot, 1 portrait, and 8 others, to show diversity. My strengths tend to be in sports photography, and angles and lines within student life shots, so I will probably stick to those (as you can see in the photos).

http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x287/AerithRoses/Arts Supplement/
password is yearbook.

let me know which 10 you think I should do (just do numbers... so like 3, 13, 14 etc)

also any critique is nice too.

i got them back today. they look pretty. yayyyyy.