the stormThe front door beats against the frame the wind is howling screaming as loud as it can drowning out the owl in the tree the moon peeks through the clouds trying to hide from the wind there's a nice fire burning as you add a log or two,the storm
You reminise about all those long nights with the wind rolling through the field the cracking sound as it moves through the trees with a vengence the shutters slamming against the house like someone knocking but getting no answe
my ridedead stare of a lionHere I stand Face to face with fear Across from something so fierce Eyes so cold and wild They put tingles up my spine Their dead stare puts me in a state of shock The mass of fur stands on end As it stares at me the prey. In a dead lock of paralyzing glares As we stand there as one.dead stare of a lion
youll break hearts someday kidi have always been told "you'll break hearts some day, kid" "no one could ask for prettier eyes" they'd say... they didn't tell me that the first heart i'd break would be my own... or that it would hurt or that i'd break hearts without knowing it. i break hearts, i take hearts, i don't want them for my own but to be shared with others with my same ambitions, only to be loved, never to be hurt, never to be broken.... "you'll break hearts some day, kid" they'd say... i didn't know that being humiliated broke your heart... or that it would happeyoull break hearts someday kid
A Poem, A PromiseYour pain, it eats at my soul From afar I can hear your silent tears Your pain is my own, So, I’ll take and keep it locked within safely away from your scarred heart So please, dear friend, cry no more feel the hurt no longer I’ll carry it away,A Poem, A Promise
on the wind it goes You’ll suffer alone no more That is the promise I make to you
cryingim crying... tears are falling on my face.... and i cannot contain them for once they are not tears of joy they are tears of utter sadness... for today i saw a brother of a friend who passed away in spring he cut his hair,crying
and changed his voice, but i can still see her in him... he wears her shirt, almost ike a badge, to signify he loves her, and still i cry as i type this with my tiny stubby fingers. i cannot let him see me cry, i refuse to be weak for him... i just wish that somehow he might know that i am thinking of him....
love is crazy
Cheerful
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when i write love it reads hate
1 2 freddy's comin for you
3 4 better lock your door
5 6 grab your crucifix
7 8 better stay up late
9 10 never dream again
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~The Irony Of Life Is That, By The Time You're Old enough To Know Your Way Around, You're Not Going Anywhere Anymore ~
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when i write love it reads hate
1 2 freddy's comin for you
3 4 better lock your door
5 6 grab your crucifix
7 8 better stay up late
9 10 never dream again
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~The Irony Of Life Is That, By The Time You're Old enough To Know Your Way Around, You're Not Going Anywhere Anymore ~
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when i write love it reads hate
1 2 freddy's comin for you
3 4 better lock your door
5 6 grab your crucifix
7 8 better stay up late
9 10 never dream again
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~The Irony Of Life Is That, By The Time You're Old enough To Know Your Way Around, You're Not Going Anywhere Anymore ~
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my work Sweetie
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~The Irony Of Life Is That, By The Time You're Old enough To Know Your Way Around, You're Not Going Anywhere Anymore ~
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when i write love it reads hate
1 2 freddy's comin for you
3 4 better lock your door
5 6 grab your crucifix
7 8 better stay up late
9 10 never dream again
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