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There will always be a little touch of emo in this smile
I will always think of how they shouldn't care
There will always be the sweetest reccollection of a sorrow
of softness and of shaded eyes and wild brown hair
and even if I'm not quite at the perfect hue of happiness
I'll rest assured, learning to survive as long as I can stand
Cause we'd damn the rest and write them off and make something to talk about
Except we live in brilliant silence, denying their demand

Our Emo Love SongI listen to these love songs
And the lyrics are all the same
"I love you," this and
"I fucked up," that.
"I miss you, love" and
"I want you back."

Fuck these feelings
I don't want them anymore

I don't want to cry
I want to scream
I want to pretend
This is all just some sick dream
Inside I'm breaking
I'm falling apart
So why does every song remind me
That there's nothing left of my heart?

These emo songs are killing me
The words are just so true
And every time I listen
I tend to think of you
And of all the things you'd say
And the way you'd make me feel
But I need to get over the fact
That none of it was ever real

I do

The Emo GirlLook at the little emo girl
She crys all night
She hardley sleeps
She cuts herself
and sometimes wants to die
Does anyone ever notice her?
She hides behind her hair,
her dark eyeliner and tons of black clothes
She wears arm warmers and long sleeved shirts
and she has lots of piercings
She likes someone that barely even notices her
She chews on her lip ring everytime he walks by her
Alone she remembers her childhood
alone and beaten
living with abusive parents
She blocks part of her memories
not wanting to remember the word rape
She crys in her room and writes in her notebook
She's written so many suicide notes but has not b

Sunday MorningsEveryday should be like Sunday,
With your arms wrapped all around me;
Your eyes burning liquid smiles through me,
As we lay, sleepy.

Everyday should be like Sunday,
With music seeping in between us;
Love sleeps, smiling as he dreams us,
And we lay, squeezing.

You may spend your days,
A thousand miles away.
When daylight disappears, I won't have much to say.
You can spend your noontime,
In any way you please.
But promise that you'll save your Sunday mornings just for me.

Everyday should be like Sunday,
With blankets wrestling between our legs;
My heart beating warmly atop your chest,
As we lay, lazy.

Everyday sh

Just an emo girlEmo girl

Just another emo girl,
All alone in this world
Made by feelings you can't understand
Living in the darkness that is my friend

Black my eyes
And slith my wrists
Fed up with lies
I'm sorry I exist

So rip my heart
Go tear it apart,
It's already numb,hidden so deep
Locked in feelings,fallen asleep

Oh,and I'm so emo I could cry
Listening to songs about death
To this world I'd say goodbye
My paper heart will slowly die..

And I'm dieing inside,
My heart torn to shreads
In my lonelyness I hide
Oh,this nightmare never ends

I've been stabbed in the heart
From the front,from the back
I'm tired of fake loves and friends

Chin UpI don't know why you say those things about him.
I know he's not that way;
He's nothing like the things you say.
Emotion is tossing your mind around,
So you're blind to all the things I've found.

I'm with you until the end;
But you piss me off when you ,
Talk that way about my best friend.

I don't know why you talk like that about him.
The things you say aren't true;
I won't let you help him come unglued.
Emotion is flowing from head to toe,
So you're blind to all the things I know.

Chin up, chin up,
Isn't that what you say?
Tomorrow will be a brand new day.
Chin up, chin up,
I'll be here for you,
To remember w

While I Go CrazySave me, okay? Because I can't deal.
I gotta find a place to hide before I go insane.
Lose me underneath your bed;
Dim the sun and turn it black;
Then you won't have to see me crack,
While I go crazy.

Help me, okay? Because I can't deal.
I need to find some space to fly before I go insane.
Send me through the atmosphere;
Blast me up into the sky;
Then you won't have to see me cry,
While I go crazy.

I'm not okay. Because I can't deal.
I have to find a way to sleep before I go insane.
Stay until the darkness comes;
Meet me in a happy dream;
Then you won't have to hear me scream,
While I go crazy.

Emo poemMurdered Through the Heart

Soaring, you can fly like a bird.
Through the ups and downs you'll make it through.
You may have been murdered,
in your heart,
but you can't give up.

It may seem like the world had crashed down on you and your never gonna walk again.
But they're here, in your head, in your heart.
They'll be there no matter what, even if you can't see them.
Their soft words will whisper words of encouragement no matter where they are.
You may hurt inside,you may be lost.
But know that they're there for you.

They may be ghosts in your life but they'll be backing you up no matter what.
Pain through your tears,
as the

Emo is black.
Emo is red.
Emo is a love of darkness,
But always needing some light.
Emo is the way you look,
But more the way you are.
Emo is resisting the world
Because you can't stand routine.
Emo is loving everyone you know,
Even if sometimes you wish they didn't exist.
Emo is hurting yourself or your body
When deep down you really love them both.
Emo is making your own choices,
While relying on your friends to make it through.
But really, emo is not caring how fucked up you are,
Cause there are so many friends just as fucked up as you.
Emo isn't hate.
Emo is love.

The emo alphabetThe emo alphabet....

A is for alone....and always complaning that you are just that.
B is for bracelets...but any wrist adornment will do.
C is for crying.
D is for dyed black hair.
E is for emotion... and exagerating every one you have.
F is for floorpunch!
G is for glasses...preferably thick black rims.
H is for heartbreak....boo hoo.
I is for the intense pain....you feel from you unrequited love.
J is for jilted lover.
K is for kissing...and whining about how you arent doing it.
L is for labeling yourself.
M is for moodswings.
N if for never..having any friendz that care about you.
P is for "picked last in gym class"...and o

Emo KidI am a sad little emo kid
I wonder why I am so alone
I hear you all laughing, having fun and
I see my open wounds all
I want is to die
I am a sad little emo kid

I pretend you care, yet
I feel hopeless
I touch my bloodstained blade and
I worry my life will never end
I cry knowing I will never be loved
I am a sad little emo kid

I understand all is evil and
I say nothing but a curse for you.
I dream of your pain...
I try to be happy but
I hope for my world to end
I am a sad little emo kid

Emo Love StoryHe was sad, of course,
but so was she,
a seemingly perfect match.
Love (kind of) at first sight.

They were as happy as they could be.
He was her knight in black eyeliner,
She was his ebony rose.
They shopped at Hot Topic together.

Soon, though, they grew apart.
They weren't made to be happy.
She found another boy in tight pants,
and made her old boyfriend's eyeliner run.

He felt like this was the last pain he could endure,
like his heart had been ripped out through his nose,
and all that was left was a black abyss.
No feeling, not even the sadness that made him happy.

But his wounds scarred over slowly,
and he was more Emo t

.+.Ode to Emo.+.

.+. Ode to Emo .+.
Of course I believe you, dear.
Those scratches along your wrists?
The ones that aren't deep enough to bleed?
I mean...
I know, dear, I know.
You say your suffering builds.
And claws your bruised and oh so battered soul.
What's that, you say, dear?
You've failed at life!
Tragic!
And you don't fit in?
Horrendous.
Dear, you'll find comfort away from
The black hair swept across your forehead
And thick black-rimmed glasses
Through which you see your world fall apart at the seams.
The beaten up shoes that you've walked through hardships in.
The sad lonely songs.
Your salvation, dear, will lie in
The thought th

THE ANTI-EMO.Oh... You're sitting lonely.
You don't need attention, not any false confessions,
Not an attention whore of some sort.
Your wrists are scar free.
You're Happy, May-Be.

You're Wise
Oh so wise.

These lyrics cannot be risen,
to a form of emotion, but.
There's always a message behind every story.
Every song worked on,
and every mistake taken.

If you're failing at school,
your girlfriend cheated on you,
your best friend from childhood died in an accident
and your pet has passed away, a terrible death.
Why are your wrists still slash free?

Please, Embrace life, it's a change given to you to do something good.
The world itself is

Your Longing for death
but your not willing to leave life
happiness left
with out saying good bye

but don't cry emo girl
wipe your little tears
save them for another turn
you've survived all these years

stirring in the night
not being able to sleep
wondering with a fight
"why did it have to be me?"

and in your waking hour
you still have the same mine set
the feeling creeping over like a tower
"I wasn't ready to let him go yet"

but don't cry emo girl
wipe your little tears
save them for another turn
you've survived all these years

your parents fight every chance they get
but it happens to a lot of us
please don't forget

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Anti-Emo

by ~3HoursAway, Sep 29, 2005, 12:38:27 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

You live to love.
You love to give.
You give your love.
Your love is big.
Your big heart smiles.
Your smile is bright.
Your brightness blinds.
You're blind to spite.
You spit at hate.
You hate to cry.
You cry to love.
Your love is fate.
Your fate is real.
You really try.
You try to love.
To love, you'd die.

Anti-Emoby ~3HoursAway

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

©2005-2013 ~3HoursAway

For my Anti-Emo boy

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~NekromantiaFox May 7, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

EMO stands for emo-core, which is a form of self-expressive punk music. I am an emo. Yes, I do have depression, but that is because I have manic depressive disorder. NOT BECAUSE I AM EMO.

All of that aside, this is a beautifully emotional poem.

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~Caebbie Jul 30, 2011 Student General Artist

I am anti-emo because I have graduated from that crap.

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~Mellow-Striker911 Apr 13, 2010

I love the way you written this

it's very awesome and has a very good message

though the title makes me uncomfortable

it's still good though

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~you-are-dazzling Mar 31, 2009

<3

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~dog-of-nightshade Sep 8, 2008

a wonderful message

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~Meteora731 Aug 7, 2008

This is beautiful!

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~KandiViXenKHAOS-92 Aug 4, 2008 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I'm not too hot about the title :/...

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!goffikmarysueplz Oct 28, 2009 Writer

[What's wrong with it?]

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~KandiViXenKHAOS-92 Oct 28, 2009 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

"anti-emo"
>_<
I'm not emo, but I try not to judge...though...they do wine about stuff a lot...

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!goffikmarysueplz Oct 29, 2009 Writer

[Yes, they do...:/]

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