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Ripples...

  • Jul. 9th, 2010 at 12:38 AM
winged woman

People remind me of ripples on the waters surface. A continual ring repeating over and over again all because of the first drop. You can’t break away from the cycle that some unknown force is pushing you to follow… no matter how hard you try.

 

You tell yourself repeatedly how much you’re going to change - tell yourself that today everything will be different. But in the end, the next day began the same and the night was capped off with you wishing for all your dreams to come true. Nothing has changed at all…

 

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Crimson Tears

  • Jul. 8th, 2010 at 8:45 PM
winged woman

It’s too easy to fall into the waiting darkness

I know it there, its familiar

A place where eyes can’t reach me

A space where my crimson tears meld into the background

 

Smiles don’t exist inside

That gives me peace of mind

No longer will my face be pulled and twisted to fit others

Not here

It’s okay to frown, to glare, to shed a tear

 

Alone, I sink into the void

Letting my body continue to be slaughtered

Allowing this made up land to devour me whole

Consenting to my own demise  


 

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Give Me The Sun

  • Jul. 6th, 2010 at 6:39 PM
winged woman

 
Give me the sun
I wish to hold him in my hands
I care not of burns and melting flesh
A child is all he is

Give me the sun to cradle
I'll rock him in my arms
He's bright light will be my everything
The darkness outside - it's nothing

Give me the sun for he'll be happier with me
No longer will outsiders try to block him out
But don't you think something is missing
Something just as big and bright

Ah, give me the moon
For the sun is an only child
I'll care for her as I do him
Could call me selfish, I suppose but I really want the two
 

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Story Of My Life

  • Jul. 6th, 2010 at 5:57 PM
winged woman
 Why is it harder to live than to die?

Why is it so much easier to get mad and cry?

Why can no one see the real me?

Why can nobody stand up and believe?

Why does this shell fight from the inside out?

Why does no one seem to know what I'm talking about?

Why does my story have no close end?

Why does my story have a twist here and a bend?

Why is this the story of my life?
 

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Beautiful Death

  • Jun. 26th, 2010 at 7:21 PM
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Eyes see in shadow not light

A mouth finds it harder to smile than frown

Too difficult for arms to point toward the sky instead of the ground

 

In this dull life laid before him

Filled to the brim with sadness and an ugly truth

He can only find comfort in the future

On the day that sweet death will come his way

 

And so he cried:

 

Oh sweet, lonely, beautiful Death, come here into my arms

Take me far away until I enter your dark world

The coldness your bones feel will be nothing more

 

Pretty Death, shed not a tear

I’ll bring the souls you seek

The warmth of my fire is where you need be

 

Darling Death, hold my hand

Pull me free of this dream

Or will you let time keep us apart?

 

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Dreaming...

  • Jun. 21st, 2010 at 8:00 PM
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And I remember thinking maybe this time will be the charm.
This time when I opened my eyes nothing would be there to greet them.
This time would be the last time...

And I remember fighting the million what if's overloading my brain.
What if this never happened?
What if it were all a dream?

And I remember hiding from that ugly tear stained face in the mirror. 
All of these things stacked up against me couldn't be real.
One person couldn't face all of this by themselves.

Reality was cruel but Fantasy was crueler.
Letting me get a glimpse of its world;
Letting me pretend, believe, imagine and then throwing me to the biting wind.

And I remember hoping that one of those what if's were really true.
That maybe my life was finally going to flow in the right direction when I came too.
That All those times I thought it would never happen were all lies.

Yeah, I must be dreaming...
A bad dream and nothing more.
 

 

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Take you away

  • Jun. 17th, 2010 at 5:54 PM
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Follow me into a land where time does not exist.

With no past and no future our emptiness will intertwine.

In this one moment, one space, with one shadow beneath our feet.

No one will be able to take you away.

 

Lead me into a world where the moon is always half.

I’m here with you and you’re with me, a smile shows all teeth.

In a flash, in this sad way, with one shadow beneath my feet.

I can’t believe I let you slip away.


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A Dragon's Rose

  • May. 18th, 2010 at 12:03 PM
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Each day I wake up, I look out my window - up at the clouds; and realize as I had the day before, that I do not belong here. Something urges me to believe this is true. Like in a past life I was once as wild as the wind instead of now being a dragon's rose.

With nowhere to go and only this one path that was laid before me to follow. I have no choice but to listen to fate. For she tells me this was what I wanted, once upon a time... When I was in a body that had no name but a familiar scent that I long to fully remember. A wish that many times, over many lives, I had slipped between my lips. Hoping for it to come true... And now that it has this nightmare is taking too long to end.

I have seen so many faults in this short lifetime. Human, I am not proud to be. So here I am, in this body, wishing to be free once more. Never to be a dragon's rose again.

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Storybook Of Us

  • May. 15th, 2010 at 8:32 PM
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And there I was, looking into your eyes.
Caught in your mesmerizing gaze. 
Orbs that match the darkness of my heart.

This organ, it stops in excitement.
A smile so real that it hurts.
I can't get you out of my brain.

Then life beats me awake.
I see; my dream was only a dream.
I'm alone in this cruel world with only a tale...


 

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Come little children

  • May. 10th, 2010 at 9:13 PM
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Come little children
Ill take thee away
Into a land
Of enchantment

Come little children
The time's come to play
Here in my garden of shadows

Follow sweet children
Ill show thee the way
Through all the pain and
The sorrows

Weep not poor children
For life is this way
Murdering beauty
And passions

Hush now deer children
It must be this way
To weary of life and
Deceptions

Rest now my children
For soon we'll away
Into the calm
and the Quiet

come little children
ill take thee away
into a land of enchantment

come little children
the times come to play
here in my garden of shadows

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