Thoughts IXI thought I could play to ease the pain But I only crushed harder, Until my fingers bledThoughts IX
In a fit of rage for you. Those strings that rusted Along with your iron fists. Music will never sound the same And my ears will never hear again, From the lips that failed
To call back.
The S in SpringSensual perfumed air Flows through my welcoming windows -- It is the smell of nature. She gifts us with her presence As Winter quietly sneaks away Into misty backgrounds. People flock together -- Couples form. Spring is life, But life is not Spring, for me at least. As I think, "get a room." oh yes, I am bitter -- I was cheated out of my Winter. I vote Spring hibernation!The S in Spring
Oh Winter, where have you gone?
If we were made of glassWhat if we were made of glass? Fragile. Easily broken. But settled Just the same with glue. We would be read like books With no secrets hidden between pages. We'd be easily molded To each other; That perfect stranger.If we were made of glass
If we were made of glass, Shattered hearts Would be easily mended.
Thank you
Content
--
Love doesn't walk away...
people do...
I want to show the world how beautiful I can be...
But the world never sees me...
R.I.P. Art Lane...you are missed dearly </3
--
--
--
--
"I hope for nothing. I fear nothing. I am free." ~Nikos Kazantzakis
- 'tomo' from 'tomodachi' meaning friend (take a look at the kanji). So literally, 'friend of the heart' .
--
~ We are all made of stars ~
--
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
Have a nice day
Best Regard,
--
~Kidchan-Fanclub
--
"There is no Underdog"
--
Somedays it's a good day to die
And somedays, it's a good day to have breakfast.
--
---------------------------
♥♦Alice●°in°●Marveland♠♣
Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips,
and the sun is like a toy balloon.
There are get up in the morning glories,
in the golden afternoon.
Previous Page12Next Page