I can't remember the last time I smiled for real. I stopped smiling entirely when I was five I stopped loving mom at six years of as well as myself and everyone else... I started caring then.


Mage of the Many startMage of the Many By Ashley HernandezMage of the Many start
Blend of flowers: Magnolia a noble soul A daisy from the lovers hold: Lovely innocence and loyalty A lily to keep the puss away Equal only but to regal beauty And the sweet lavender waving in the far off; Last in the meadow, watches out
Because of distrust A dark and bloody rose
The kind that everyone knows Symbolizes the creatures mourning Under the willow of weeps behind the protective arms A heart, an Ashley prospers as spring fleets
In a corner strings sound
And she pinches abou


Many poemsCoffee By Ashley HernandezMany poems
Coffee, the only good thing weve managed to make It keeps us alert and awake
However, for Java
There is much propaganda
These beans or roasted seeds
Come in varieties
Oh, the consumption of caffeine
Is mandated in any type of society
Although coffee can be consumed at any desired time
It is usually presented at the moment when dieters are tempted to commit crime
This international stone used to put some zing in your scone,
Shortbread, cookies, chocolate fudge dreams, and other delectabl


Just so RedJust so Red by Ashley HernandezJust so Red
Just so red thats what I find you to be When you look my way
It seems that my time travels slowly
When I visualize your stare late at night Burning a little too bright My heart starts to skip beats
I cant stand the feelings you hand to me Like the ashes from the lone cigarette yet aflame in the darkness of the alley You sheer through my consciousness and make me think
I cant comprehend I just cant grasp and understand these mixed emotions That you inspire within my lowly carcass &nb


Two PoemsI Hold the Weapon You do the Rest By Ashley HernandezTwo Poems
Bandage my solitude Slay every craving Lose all my expressions from your memory
Waiting for my being to expire while clutching my blade
Will I propose and render my body futile at your feet? Will you, once you look into my eyes, start a rock and whispering?
Or will you die by my blade
Jab it into the nape- Of your neck Slam into any surface so that the blood runs down it red Dig your nails into the gaping wound and heave at either side Taint your fingertips and then fall into a pool of viv
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Mageoftheany: Me too... I'm going to be a boy!
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"Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth" - V for Vendetta
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"Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth" - V for Vendetta
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