Thank you all for your support, I wouldn't be here without you.
I you all.

Letting you all know that I am alive and well. Life is good. Love is good. Hope all of you are well.

Mwah xo

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~Feline~ xxx

Thank you all for your support, I wouldn't be here without you.
I you all.

Taking a break from DA. Not sure when/if I'm coming back.

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Hospital Collection: NamelessThere's an anorexic patient with me
in the mental health ward.
I've never heard her speak
or touch her lips
to the plastic hospital food.
Her skull is wrapped in
the alien fingers of
a pale feeding tube.
And I wonder if she's still
the keeper of her soul.
Her wrists are as frail as
the silver threads
of delicate spider webs.
Her skin is fragile
and paper-soft.
I've never heard her speak
or touch her lips.
She's just another patient
(without a name).
Her eyes are lifeless,
lost.
And I wonder what that makes
me;
another patient
who sees only
her disease.
Never-ending  Never-ending
I remember you once asked me,
To describe my love for you...
And I said that no matter how hard I tried,
I could never stop loving you...
And then you asked me,
To tell you just one word,
A word so full of meaning,
One that would show your worth...
To me...
So this is the message,
The word I am sending,
This is my love for you,
My love is...
Never-ending...
I remember the look you gave me,
The smile on your face,
A look and smile of love so undying,
I swear...it's something I can taste...
And then you leaned towards me,
And whispered just one word,
A word so full of meaning,
One that would show my worth...
To you...
And this is the message,
The word you are sending,
This is your love for me,
Your love is...
Never-ending...
Tell me, why should I compare,
You to the sun and the moon,
When I could reach up to the heavens,
And replace them with you...?
You!
  (You!)
   (You!)
Every day of my life!
You!
  (You!)
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Weep for a sin-filled me.
To absorb my pain so there is only bliss
In one maddening kiss.
If I could scream, I would.
If I could rescue the good
I would raise you from darkened streets,
Save you from the twisted beats.
For me you still weep
As my poison seeps
Deep in your veins,
My sadness, my pains.
I watch as you glow
With stars of gold, of blinding snow.
My angel, you chose to die for me,
To heaven you will fly, where I cannot be.
I betrayed you
Yet still you smile.
How can you cry for me?
How could you love me?
When all I have done
Is kill and destroy.
Only my angel, white and pure
Could forgive the devil, of that I am sure.
StatisticI brought you words tied up in
envelopes
dried petals of
jacarandas
with faded bluebells.
We tangled up in blue
while I painted you
in indigo
soft bruises
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Today Was The End of ForeverForever was not nearly as long as I thought it would be
[should be].
I am walking down a dirt path, I have been for a while now,
[you've always walked it with me,
where are you now?]
I saw the signs: Watch Your Step,
But nothing could tear us down,
Nothing could pry us apart,
[right?]
Wrong.
One faulty step and I am hanging
From my finger tip.
The dirt is crumbling at the edges,
Where are you?
[you are falling from your own cliff,
and neither can come to the other's aid.]
When I breath in, my lungs fill
With nothingness and my chest shutters.
When I breath out,
I could breath out for an eternity.
[but I don't want to,
because it feels like the breath in my lungs,
is all I have left of you.]
Someone has scooped out the
Marrow of my bones, I am only
A lifeless porcelain doll with a chipped
Heart, if you shined a light inside
You would find that the contents were missing.
[because I gave you my heart
and I don't want it back.
All it's ever done is make me hurt.]

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~Feline~ xxx

Thank you all for your support, I wouldn't be here without you.
I you all.

Hello all,

I find I am still not doing too well with the inspiration issue, not that I have been trying very hard either. Lately, there have been more important things than trying to wrack my brain for writing ideas. I like writing, sure, but these days it seems like a bit of a chore what with university and all. But I try.

Thought I'd tell you a few songs that I'm totally obsessed with at the moment. Some may not be new, but lately these are the songs I have attached myself to:
Mad World ~ Gary Jules
Broken Leg ~ Bluejuice
I Wanna ~ The All-American Rejects

Also, I thought I'd give you a few songs that I have been obsessed with since I first heard them. These songs are a few of my many favourites, and you can check them out if you're interested. I'm very big on music and these songs just seem to resonate strongly with me in some way.
A Little Piece of Heaven ~ Avenged Sevenfold
Snuff ~ Slipknot
Scars ~ Papa Roach
You Had Me At Hello ~ A Day to Remember
The End of Heartache ~ Killswitch Engage
There, so go and check some of them out.

I'm also reading a pretty awesome trilogy at the moment. I'm currently reading the second book, titled 'Kushiel's Chosen' by Jacqueline Carey. I highly recommend it, check it out.

The university semester is coming to an end. This means that the burden on my shoulders is slowly lifting and I will soon be finished my second year. I still have a few assignments to do, as well as exams, but I can see the end and it is such a relief.

Hope you're all well!

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Hospital Collection: LikenessLikeness
Everyone looks so sane
and so alive
until you open your mouth
and breathe in the light
falling over their hollow eyes.
Are you there?
Is there anything inside?
And then I realize
I’m the same
and I wonder what
the doctors see
when they look at my face. BulletsThe floor is soft,
We sink in pink delight
Like a bullet down a waterslide,
Speeding away from the light.
High-pitched screams puncture my lungs,
We meet the end like a pair of loaded guns.
Bullets, bullets, we are all just bullets
But some are butterflies. Hospital Collection: At HomeFlowers At Home
I press dead flowers
between the pages of
old poetry books
and crush dry petals
between my fingertips.
As the weeks go by
they curl
and the soft colours fade
like a children’s illustration.
And I hold desperately
to the leaf skeletons,
feeling the colour drain out of me.
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It Hurts.I hate you for leaving.
I wish I didn't.
I never want to see you again.
Please come back.
I never needed you, neither did she.
She still talks about you, I never knew you.
I'm not your baby girl.
But how I wish I was.
Who'll walk me down the aisle?
Who'll give me away?
I wish you were dead.
Would they even tell me if you were?
How could you abandon me?
Did I even matter to you?
I wish I could forget you.
I wish I could forget you.
I wish you'd loved me.
I wish you'd loved me.
It hurts.
It hurts.
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~Feline~ xxx

Thank you all for your support, I wouldn't be here without you.
I you all.

Hey guys,

Okay so I haven't been writing much lately. Inspiration seems to have committed suicide upon my doorstep. It probably doesn't help that university is taking the worst toll on me in the whole two years I've been there. This semester is very time consuming and annoying. Seriously, I cannot wait until it ends. I figure that although this semester I was originally going to try and pull all my marks up, I'll be happy with just a pass for at least two of them. The other two I want credits.

I've decided that when this semester ends I am going to reward myself and have some fun. A new tattoo is sounding mighty good to me right now, lol. I'm just going to relax and do whatever I want. I've been driving a hell of a lot lately too, I've decided I really need to get my P plates. 100 hours is a lot to get up before I go for them, but the stupid Queensland government insists upon it.

I've been reading a lot too, for my university classes, and two books I really have to recommend you guys are:
The Book Thief - Markus Zusak
How I Live Now - Meg Rosoff
They are brilliant books. Both beautifully written.

I also recently won a segment of a competition club RawEm0tion held!
Here's the winning poem if you want to check it out: aedammair-feline.deviantart.co…
I am very proud and thank you to all the well-wishers. I appreciate it all.

So I'm pretty content and happy with life at the moment (apart from my endless university stress) and I feel very at peace with myself. I feel like life is back on the right track again. But then, it always takes twists and turns, ha ha.

Hope all of you are well.

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From An Empty ShellDear whoever-will-listen,
I can’t take all these decisions that they want me to make.
They don’t know how much energy it takes
To simply scrape myself off the bathroom floor,
Stand up, brush myself off, and reach for the door.
And they don’t know the lead in my chest.
For that they should feel blessed
Because I weigh twice as much as I used too.
I am only saying this because I don’t know what to do.
Whoever-will-listen, I just want you to know
That right now I feel like I have no where to go.
One more thing, before I forget,
The love, where is it?
Yours truly,
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Midnight RailWho is this ghastly man that trots
among these woods and doesn't stop?
His baited breath should give him pause
before his legs beneath him drop.
He strays the lane from right to left,
this careless soul, both dour and daft,
as though drunk, doesn't sense the fog
that could lead in a drop to death.
He whistles to himself at dusk
with somber eyes and sightless lust;
And on he goes into the night
in both a manner brash and brusque.
Twilight had come and lent her shroud;
And heavy, those prophetic clouds.
Through the preternatural glow,
the journey's end reverbed profound.
The path was iron, wood and nail;
This was no ordinary trail.
As Luna shone above the night
he stumbled on amongst the rails.
Eleven fifty nine had come,
great expectation labored him,
he tucked his watch into his coat,
and looked quite somber through the din.
The spectral train approaching fast,
without a sound, lunged toward the pass.
At midnight he would make the jump;
That boarding call, each night his last. Can doves be hell-bound?By morning light, gray will shroud her.
This place--her road to hell.  Rail ties--
iron steaks through her beating heart.
Mournful mist, Autumn's fire:  she dies
a sin; for years, they will whisper.
She couldn't make it without him,
her soul died with him on those tracks.
Lovers damned--mourning doves follow
each other into death.  Life cracks
beneath them; heaven's lost to them?
Winter has come early this year
as they pray she's lost him in hell.
Suicide's ire beyond the Spire
of hypocrite's in mourning--they
"forget" who drove him to the rails.
His blood on their stones and her tears...
They forced her to cast the first stone.
A slave, the master's wife--beloved
to each other.  World of cruelty
masking sin with innocent blood...
Can doves be hell-bound?  Memory:
Hypocrites desecrate Love's bones.
She is hallowed, he is sainted;
They are just hell-bound memory. Undress
Undress my night
with soft supplications
poised between lips
that promise riots
and teach my heart
the fine art of mayhem.
Let your face be the candle
that breaks the dark
and slides the giddy stars
under my thumb
to have and hold
so I can trace them across your hips
where dreams beckon
and the night grows rude
with wanting.

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I don’t want to sleep
Cause I know I will wake
Such A easy fix
A few pills
And it all goes away
All the ghosts form my past
All the problems I have
All this pain I carry around
It all goes to oblivion
Nothing but silence
How easy it would be
To put aside my pride
(To admit defeat)
To cast aside my broken dreams
(How can I reach some thing that’s not even whole)
To throw away my desire
(Been alone to long)
How easy it would be
I am shattered form the core
It happened slowly
A chip here a chip there
It’s only a soul
It will live?
It doesn’t feel right any more
It’s so hollow and empty
This is what I am
I think I can remember what it was like
When it felt different
But that was so long ago
I could be wrong



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Thank you all for your support, I wouldn't be here without you.
I you all.

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Damaged MothI am a damaged moth attracted to your warming flame:
The flicker of sparks that spray outwards off your words heal me,
Your soothing eyes cool my tiring wings.
You wrap your palms around me
Protecting me from the claw wrenching wind:
You plant kisses over each scar,
Checking their healing to their full potential.
And I am falling again even though I said I wouldn’t.
I am falling for that boy whose processes that warming flame
And ocean cooling eyes.
I am falling and I can’t stop myself: and this time I am not afraid.





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