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I'm sure you remember the "glory days,"
when you wrote your name in cement,
and carved it into the bark of dead trees.
When you weren't too cold, you blanketed yourself in the snow
and made snow angels,
And when you weren't too hot, you were daring enough to dive into
the deep end, even though so many people had drowned before.
You were strong enough to pull a sleigh full of people,
but weak enough to fall apart when someone else took your place.

Don't you remember?
You always said that fate and love and anything in between was a pile of bullshit,
but secretly, in the wrinkles of your noggin, you believed.
You were childish enough to say that Santa was real,
but mature enough to know that life was a cruel place, and a lot of people were great fiction writers.
You found long nights with the fireflies appealing, and kept them (like your dreams) in a tiny glass jar.


I remember,
when you realized fate and love really was a pile of bullshit.
When you loved reading the fiction you warned me about,
and a little bit too much.
When you realized Santa didn't come to bad little boys and girls, and he left a pile of coal at your doorstep.
When the fireflies' lights died, and your jar shattered into pieces.
When you had stapled yourself together so often,
your skin had run out of room.
When you didn't know how you felt about anything anymore,
and when you gave up on feeling anything at all.
I remember.
I felt like ranting, since something really bad happened to me yesterday You know how I am with rants
I guess this counts as Christmas-y, since I mentioned Santa? 
I hope you enjoyed reading this! It's a big pile of poop, though
When I write stuff like this, I often think about people in my life and the way they behave, so this is for that one "special" person that I chose to write about today. 
Some people are just lucky enough to make it into my work, I guess. c:
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ThePoeticTori Featured By Owner Dec 19, 2013
I love this! You are very talented! Thanks for sharing!
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Miellat Featured By Owner Dec 19, 2013  Student Writer
Th-thank you ; A ; And you are very welcome! I'm happy to share my writings with you! C:
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ThePoeticTori Featured By Owner Dec 19, 2013
You're absolutely welcome! I'm so glad that you choose to!
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Aura-Dawn Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Can only wonder what happened to you yesterday to get you to right this.   Don't know how to take it.  It doesn't make me sad, though it could.  It doesn't take me down memory lane, for never believed in much for to believe always opens the door for pain.    Fate is never bullshit, it just is, take or leave it, accept it or not, it doesn't matter, it still will happen.  Love, that is different.  Love is one of those things that will always lead to pain at some point for someone.  Usually when you least expect it.

Yea know what you mean being so strong that someone believes you are their protector and as long as your there they never need to fear.  Well that too will lead to pain.

Perhaps you talk about me, for have done my best to shut the world off, though it always seems to leak through.
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Miellat Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013  Student Writer
I'm glad you can feel what I feel through this--I meant for this poem to be for anyone who has ever felt this way, and I'm sure you've felt this way, too. c: I try to shut myself off from pain sometimes, and I'm sure everyone does, though it always seems to leak through, just like you said. Ah, I just had a really hard time a few days ago, and I made some people feel horrible about themselves, which I took really personally (although I didn't mean any harm). Nonetheless, thank you for taking the time to read my submission!
:iconyuihugplz: :heart:
 I haven't been doing a lot of group work lately /aha/ 
but I promise I'll get back into the swing of things!
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Aura-Dawn Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
All people have emotions, some more or less then others.  Some able to control them more or less then others.  Me, am able to control my emotions majority of the time, and have learned over the few years that a lot of things just don't bother me anymore.  Even though one loved and even found a soul mate.  She was much younger then me, but we had gone through the same life experiences from child hood up to her death.  We met when was eleven and she died on my 21st birthday.  She had always thought could protect her from anything because always had.  Being an extreme Martial artist, made that easy.  But then when it really mattered, failed her, and she died a most brutal death.  When woke up nearly six months later and found out she was dead, the pain was so great my only thoughts was death itself.  But apparently it didn't work for that was ten years ago.  Today am lonely and alone.  Yes have come to accept her death, though will always feel that failed her.   The option of finding someone else is not there.  Not because hold on to something that will never be, but the fact that not want to cause someone the same pain as felt.  Drs gave me perhaps five years maybe ten if lucky because of failing heart. 

That is why art, whether it is poetry, painting, sculpturing, is an avenue to release that pain.  Many do not understand the artist ability to create.  We do not create, we endure and share our emotions with pen, brush, or a click of the mouse.  we wear our emotions, not on our sleeves, but on our computer screen.

(I'm a founder and admin of this group, it is my responsibility to read eveything to make sure it is suitable for our group or it has the filter if needed.)  Responding is another thing.  Sometimes time is limited or sometimes connect with the piece.  Now stories, hardly ever comment other then saying thank you.)  With this group you will almost always get some kind of response, because it is my way of visiting people.)
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Miellat Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013  Student Writer
I'm sure, even though she left you, that she still loves you a lot. I'm also sure that she's in a very happy place, where she doesn't feel any pain anymore. c: I don't think you failed her--sometimes, things happen that we have no control over, and it seems like that was just one of those things. 
I'm glad you took the time to respond to my work, and that it means so much to you, Aura. I'm happy to be a member of a group that has you as an admin! 
:iconyuihugplz: :heart: 
I'm sure they'll go beyond the 5 years that they slap onto you, as long as you believe in yourself! 
I think it's a biological complex--if you have the will to live, your body somehow extends your lifetime so that you can achieve whatever it is that you want while you're still alive. 
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Aura-Dawn Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
time will tell won't it.  Sure didn't have any luck when wanting to end it for self.  Always some dumb things prevented it.  You would not believe such dumb luck.   It doesn't matter who or what caused her death.  It doesn't matter that was shot in the throat, my will should have been strong enough to save her instead of myself.  Now my dreams haunt me and forever will.  When pledged my life to her, that is for ever, come hell or high water.  In my belief of self it is most important to keep pledge for a person's word is all that person really owns so they must cherish is for once given it can never be taken back.
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Miellat Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013  Student Writer
Ah, I see. :c  
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tucraz Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
Very good. Takes a lot for a poem to make me cry, and this one didn't. What it did do is take me down memory lane. It very well could have been written about me.
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