Belle-Belle-Belle-
I don’t know if our love will ever come to pass It seems these moments are too great to truly last, I place a kiss upon the cheek of this brunette And watch the light as it pours on her silhouette.
Your dance enchants me; I can’t bear to look away If it’s the devil’s work I hope to die and go to hell, You flow so smoothly, like an angel at her best I pray my soul will never, ever come to rest.
It seems amazing that you’re on this earth, A given talent ever since your early birth You define beauty; are the ecstasy of li
Place In My Heart-Place In My Heart-Place In My Heart-
I wake to a painful memory, Or at least how my mother Had described it, part dream [Because I finally saw you] Part nightmare. [Being unable to stop your inevitable death]
I watched while you ran Along the waterfront, Dodging bullets while those Around you died shouting prayers, Their souls leaving masses of flesh.
It seemed so real, you Were superman, unable to get hit, Sprinting speeds of a running back Until a bullet from a machine gun struck.
I woke up envisioning Your guts spilling ou
Dear-Dear-Dear-
I can’t picture myself saying goodbye, I wish you’d save your tears, And take mine instead, I hope even thought I never said I loved you You knew all along how much I cared.
If you didn’t come back Our family would fall apart, And I’d have to rely on what I’ve Learned on the streets to get me by.
This final thought of you being gone Is like getting struck by lighting, I’m shocked, not knowing what to do I just, I wish I were the one who had cancer.
Because you never did a bad thing, I
Sick Of This PathSick Of This Path-Sick Of This Path
Life endearing, rescue me I’m tired of this path, I just want to break free, Sick of the hustle, Getting by everyday, Make me see happiness, Don’t let me fall astray.
I’ve been taught the ways Of bitterness and cold, Where you have to watch your back Everyday until you’re old.
But I’m scared if I don’t make it, Was this worth living for, Getting threatened every day And still hoping for more.
I’ve never had a childhood, That might have ruined me Jus
ScarsYour scars are bright and shiny like a baby's teeth newly cut and grown, or Christmas toys your mother hid up in the attic praying you would never touch. I like their livid edges, how they pucker under my hands like new zippers begging to be left open, and catch the light that spills from my perfect world; and you like the jagged sounds my sighs make, the rush of warm air that keeps you safe and how your fragile heart beats when you unbuckle your skin and the world heals.Scars
metastasisi made a collect call to your sympathymetastasis
but it's not accepting the charges
and you're playing "idon'tcares" for a dial tone
as my fingers stumble, searching for the right numbers to make you listen.
but i can only leave so many messages
on your [un]answering machine
before i lose my voice altogether
so that i'm left rasping out awkward silences that fill the notches of your ribcage leaving that subtle beat that begs to get out completely trapped behind electrostatic bones and it's in the emptiness of your response that i realize our love has been disconn
IM FREE!!!
Tired
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As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being. -Carl Jung-
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Just smile more...
Clubs I belong to: ~blue-club =bulgaria =Close-Ups *FractalDreams
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wishes bounce me weightless.
the infa-red scope of pointlessness.
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
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Your camera can take an image, it cannot give it soul, thats something you have to add no matter how good your equipment is
you're too sweet. <33
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"i dare say you haven't had much practice.
when i was your age, i always did it for half an hour a day.
why, sometimes i've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."
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