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My dear Vinyl, who could have foreseen
my dear friend, how long has it been
It seemed an eternity since I've seen your face
so leaving the train I had a quick pace
I went to our house, nopony was there
I peered inside, but found it was bare
I wondered then, what could have occurred
you leaving town just seemed so absurd
I searched high and ever so low
wondering still, where did you go
I asked around, nopony talked
with sad faces, away they walked
I didn't Know, I wondered why
what had I said to make them cry
Suddenly I heard a tune I knew
I heard it before while I lived with you
I saw a glimmer, a spark of hope
at the top of a grassy slope
It came from there, without a doubt
the song I heard, the town throughout
The sound you played, it beckoned to me
I followed it gladly, filled with glee
But as I reached the top of this hill
my happiness had all but it's fill
Sadness now came in roaring seas

Smile, if only for me...

Through the good and the bad
you were always happy, never sad

Through each day you'd smile and laugh
brightening the life of all in your path

But when you died and the world grew cold
I heard you whisper from Death's dark hold

"Just keep smiling, if only for me"
"If nothing else, cause then you'll see"

"The world around you is always in need"
"but give it a smile and it will be freed"

"Freed from the chains that bind it down"
"Freed from the hate that makes us all frown"

"Freed from the sorrow that darkens your day"
"so that our friendship can wash it away"

"Even now, when you feel down"
"and the world makes you frown"

"I'll be here,

The NeverFree Princess

In the land of Equestria, long ago
there were two royal sisters, of that you know
One brought the night, the other the day
But one other princess was hidden away
One so sad, with a broken heart
for in this world she had no part
One who had the gift of will
but nopony needed her still
For ponies ruled the Equestrian land
and setting it free was never planned
So from the castle, one day she fled
ponies watching her fly overhead
She felt so useless, so unneeded
her sorrow ignored, so unheeded
She flew to the south, nopony was there
the land had no will, leaving it bare
She poured her magic into the earth
she saw it all happen, her magic give birth
Birth to a place where all was free
from the weather to the growth of a tree
She brought some ponies to show them her land
they stayed a while, finding it grand
But soon they learned the darker side
of the shadows and what they hide
The creatures that lurked behind the bend
were the kind y

Halves of a WholeAlways here  Never apart
Of one mind  Of one heart
Seeing truth  Others miss
Never blind To the abyss

Bacon.Sizzling, salty, yet sublime,
yours is a flavor most divine.

A royal treat of humble reign,
enjoyed by all who ache with pain.

Fatty grease licked off of fingers,
has a taste so exquisite it surely lingers.

With a crunch, a moan, and lastly a swallow,
bacon is still delectable without a trace of marrow.

Show me what the stars look like tonight.I’ve fallen in love with wars & darkness.

The kind of darkness said to have made
shadow monsters of seen-too-much eyes
& the kind of war lands made of
desecrated, dandelion wrists.

I am the wind, the morphine pump

& I’ve carved my bones into stars.

I wear them around my neck
like outward sun marrow
warming my carotid pulse.

These little glow-in-the-dark blankets
aren’t enough to stifle the sounds;

but my anatomy never seemed to fit
together the right way anyway.

ScarsStanding in the shower
Skin turning redder

I stay still and soak it in
This water won't erase my sins

Scars stand out bright white
Burns and cuts all in sight

The real scars cannot be seen
They reside inside of me

I wonder if all I will be
is a creature scarred eternally?

Derpy's MemorialDay1 year ago!
On 25/02/2012
Our Beloved Mail-Mare, was censored, banished from pony-ville, stained, striped away from her daughter Dinky, banished from the show, killed-off!

On Derpy’s Memorial-day I would like for you:
* To make two dozens of muffins, and give them to everyone you meet, especially the other bronies.
* And if you have one, put a Derpy hat on your head, and put on a gray shirt and pants.
* On Memorial-day,you must write a fan letter to (expressing how much you admire her and your wish to have her back) "(Equestria, Pony-Ville box 33779)". Derpy and send it in the mail.
* Keep one muffin, and before you go to bed, I wa

Puzzle PiecesI don't want to be
a puzzle piece
that just fits right inside.

I don't want to be
a difficult piece
you make fit by pounding on.

What I want to be
is that one piece
that everyone misplaces.

That lone piece that's lost
under the couch
or between the cushions.

That strange piece that
everyone hates when lost,
but adores when found.

That simple piece that
everyone wants
and everyone searches for.

That perfect piece that,
when found,
completes the puzzle perfectly.

That independent piece that
can easily fit,
but doesn't want or need to.

That free piece that
will appear to you
only when it's fully ready.

That one piece that
will change ev

The day that art died...What started it all,
what started the fall,
that ended in such despair?
It happened so fast,
now nothing will last,
and it all seems so unfair.
The day had occurred,
though it seemed absurd,
when something inside us did die.
A part of our minds,
we neglected the signs,
and with us the heavens did cry.
We lack now creation,
that special sensation,
when your proud of the things you create.
It stripped all our cheer,
replaced it with fear,
now the people are filling with hate.
Hate and a question,
filled with depression,
it scorches us deep from inside.
It burns us whole,
it blackens our soul.
What happened the day that art died?

Tired, Exhausted, DrainedTired, Exhausted, Drained:

I am bloody exhausted! Drained to the core of my soul.

I wake up every morning with bags; burning ever deeper into my eyes.

Sunken masses of flesh, reminding me that the dreamscape -

One in which I sought refuge; is now buried where it lies.

Yet still I force myself to trudge through this wilderness.

Forever caught in a moon drenched, delusory twilight.

An endless cycle of failure and renewed hope;

Giving rise to the very stubbornness that defines me.

-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th February 2013

i'm not an artistwe do not belong in boxes
and bags and books or
words,
and we do not sit contently
in wordsworth and shakespeare
and blake, burns, and brownings
or in the cold stiff bones
of raleigh's of long ago;

no--

we infect,
detect, and re-select
a virus--a disease,
a germ in every verse and line;
the first signs of
foolish waitings under
bridges and scolding parents
and melodrama
and nothing to signify at all

yet--

we are the blood of nations
and the heart of men
and the love of every
rhetorist and sentimist
to come;
we dance through the ballrooms of
the age and chat with
higher minds
we shake hands with heros
and the homeless, dirty
type

Chasing Shadows of You...Chasing Shadows of You...

No matter the years that pass me by,

It seems I am forever trapped.

For when it comes to deceiving myself,

I'm afraid I'm rather apt.

In the end the truth which I sought to avoid, is now knocking at my door...

A rabid rat that chews at me; one I can't ignore.

And though I might have grown this body, from the lonely years I've seen.

I'm afraid I can only chase the shadow, of my dearest Angeline.

- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2012

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Shining so bright and reaching so far
We come to thank you in this way
for all the things you do and say
To thank you for your loving smiles
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We'll love you now and till worlds end
for we know you're our godsend
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these countless scenes, the places we're shown.
Fields of laughter, trees of fun,
we run and play out in the sun.
Loved ones passed, we watch them die,
with shattered hearts we sob and cry.
From our lungs we curse and scream,
hating the world for what we've seen.
We shiver, clutch our hearts and shake,
Hoping, wishing, praying we'd wake
They make us smile, they make us weep,
the things remembered once we sleep.
They make us scream, they make us shake,
those things forgotten whence we wake.
And though they're not quite what they seem,
they feels so real, the worlds we dream.

Love and Tolerate - RevisedAll you haters, once called friends,
with whom we once laughed and had fun.
We'll love you for who you once were,
and tolerate who you've become.

Love and TolerateAll those friendships, now a blur,
memories of laughter and fun.
We'll love them for who they once were,
and tolerate who they've become.

A WriterYou don't conform to the norm.
You push on through their hate and scorn.
You hold your ground as they attack
for still you have what they all lack
It's something special, what they lost
Something old, a terrible cost
So stand with me, we'll stand apart,
From all those brainless, with no heart
For we share in something unique,
We are us, not lame or geek
We stand together and stand apart,
through the passion in our art
A form so old, from times long past
Yet all those years it did outlast
We paint our art, with our words
painting a sceen of trees and birds
We both do, what most cannot
and in the end is what you sought
A place to be, with no threats
standing here, with no regrets

The tears you cry...Don't hold back the tears you cry.
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by ~TemporalTwins, Feb 1, 2013, 1:31:10 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

To you Cruel world, friends and all,

I say goodbye, as now I fall.

You've shown me pain, sadness and fear.

It cut me deep, bled out my cheer.

But still I laughed, as though to hide,

The gaping hole, my heart reside.

I wore a mask of borrowed cheer

to hide behind, to cover my fear

For I thought, I hoped, a prayer

that one day I'd be, a happy mare.

But so it is not and never shall be.

The impossible wish, crushed within me

Ground to dust, from hooves to head.

It pours on out through tears I shed.

I can't go on, this pain I hide,

I've given up, can't keep inside.

So now I fall, and now I die

For though I laugh, Inside I cry...

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Right, so...
This poem sprung at me from this sad picture of Pinkamena taking her own life, and escaping from the happy lie she had build around herself.
It's kind of dark in my opinion, but it really depends on your perspective.
I actually came up with the ending for this poem first, and then the rest of it came after.
There is a silver lining to the picture though.
If you look carefully, straight above Pinkie's ear, you see Rainbow Dash flying to her rescue.
I thought that this sort of adds the message that, no matter how bad it gets, no matter how bad life screws you over, you never have to go it alone.
You can always rely on your friends and family to be there and lend you their strength when you are weighed down by sorrow.
And if you feel like the only way out is to take your life, don't do it.
You can always find another way.
Know that no matter if you feel like no one cares, that you are worthless, that you have no reason to live...that it isn't true, and what's more.....you are not alone..........
Find someone to talk to, get another perspective on the situation, but don't ever bottle it up.
If you do, no matter how hard you try, no matter how good you feel, all that pent up depression and anger WILL boil over, and when it does, there is no telling what will happen...
You might just go through with IT. We might just lose the talented soul of a Deviant. A soul that will be missed, and would leave a void in our hearts, never to be filled again...

Don't hold back the tears you cry.
Don't fake your life, and live a lie.
It's better to cry a river of tears,
than drown your soul throughout the years.

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~legion374 May 13, 2013

Its really good...sad but good

~TemporalTwins May 13, 2013

Thanks
I like to think I'm improving,
though I'd like to get away from these darker corridors upon which i trot...

~Zechert May 2, 2013

beautiful!

~TemporalTwins May 3, 2013

Well.....
I'll admit, this is the first time someone commented that this piece is "Beautiful"
Glad you liked it

~Silverstreak23 Apr 6, 2013 New member Hobbyist

(((I cried at this because, really, my life online, in real life, and my life in my imagination is like this...)))

~TemporalTwins Apr 6, 2013

I'm sorry to hear that...

~Silverstreak23 Apr 7, 2013 New member Hobbyist

((( DX So am I. I think I may actually be depressed, but my sisters, boyfriend, parents, mutt, and My Little Pony are keeping my life from being empty. )))

~TemporalTwins Apr 7, 2013

That's good to hear

~Silverstreak23 Apr 7, 2013 New member Hobbyist

(((yup.)))

~RainbowLightningFire Mar 12, 2013 Student Writer

This explains me much more than I thought it would. Just it...does. Maybe soon I can free away from my shell and be who I am, shy and scared of life around me. In school and at home I'm the troublemaker and the funny person. Truth is that that's not me. Thanks for this amazing poem!

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