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The Loss Of Love...
I remember that warm summer's day...
Under the pink blossom, which held several finch birds,
Where you first whispered those three sweet words.
"I Love You"
But now you are gone and with it the pink blossom too,
The love I once saw has vanished from view.
Oh! Those days of sunshine and the rain nowhere to be seen,
But upon my window pane the splashes of what could have been.
My love is gone and with it life too,
The feelings I once had, are now split lifelessly in two
Final Words...Final words hurt like a knife threw the chest,
Those imaginable harsh words causing my death.
"I'm so sorry, we were not meant to be,"
But you where supposedly the one, who held my hearts key
Away you walk, seeing nothing but a turned back,
Rain drops begin to fall, as my mascara runs black.
My clothes dampened, distraught, heavy and tight,
My hearts first battle, to be lost without a fight
Cold-Hearted Killer...Cold-Hearted Killer-
Your mean ways show, through your heart of steel,
No care, no friend, no love, no feel...
Dead and buried these feelings are,
Once a cut, now a scar...
The victims of your evil, the silent runaways...
To shed a tear of remembrance, of those better days.
Torture and murder, Punishment and regret,
Hatred and disloyalty, they'll never forget...
Your angered mind and your so-called pleasure,
Of taking women's lives, as if its treasure...
That man who laughs at the sight of the deceased,
Don't ever come round here...You savage beast!
Cold Hearted Killer!
We know what you are!
So don't come here, meaning no harm.
Again a delicate body, to be found only black,
For you are a menace and that-is-that...
What Next?I grabbed a pencil,
mighty force smashed it to the paper below
A loud bang filled the silence and the nib split into shards
The paper was punctured a tear left by a hole
I screwed up the paper ,and away it flew.
What Next ?
I raked it off the table from which it stood
Onto the tiled floor with a heavy hearted crack
The bulb gave way, shattering itself into several crystals
I flung the table to the side, it hit the brick wall with a thud.
What Next ?
Out the window they went
With a whoosh through the wind they flew
And floated,weaving gently to the grass below.
What Next ?
Two faces printed side-by-side.
Hatred shouted and surged
Torn into two it was,
A lighter to the photo, as it burnt into smoke.
What Next ?
A knife, maybe.
Lonely Girl...Lonely girl against the cold stoned wall.
Her life changed from rise to fall.
She cries through the night, trying to hold on,
But no one can see or hear her, she's on her own.
This lonely girl needs a tender touch or hold,
Someone to love and protect her,
And hide her from the cold
Lonely girl, please don't cry.
Your pain hurts we know, but please don't hide.
Wipe those tears away and put on a smile
A smile upon your scared face,
added with a warm and angelic embrace.
Little girl, it will all be ok.
We promise to care and treasure you,
For what it's worth "we are protecting you"
I know its hard, to see through the dark
But remember those good times down at the park.
With your mother pushing your swing at six-months old,
And your father calling you his little princess at seven years old.
They may not be here now, but remember the good times,
As these are the memories we need to live on with,
Lonely girl, please don't cry,
us angels are watching with us
The Shadows...Good or Evil?They come every night as I'm about to sleep,
Letting out rigid howls and occasional small weeps.
Longing for prey to trick and tease,
To wrap them up and put them at ease.
Strangely scary but meaning no harm,
Helpful shadows, is what they are.
Latching onto a dying human, eating their saddened dreams,
For that bright light ahead, is not what it seems.
To the lucky few, the lights a message,
To all that's evil and fear.
Shadows are here and protecting,
Don't even attempt to come near.
That white light supposedly means death,
A place to go and hide when it's over.
But no, to some it signals yet another life,
The shadows bring with them a golden four-leaf clover.
Undying Love...Into the deep lashing water I fell,
Over a cliff edge, into the blue.
My beating heart signalling a final farewell,
The final beat, my love for you.
The sharp cold ran up my spine,
As deaths chill began to settle.
Your pictures traced in my mind,
Your wings, Our Love, My angel.
Darkness did swirl around me,
Closed eyes, wishing for the best.
For what must be, shall be
Our next meeting, in silent, joint death
I'm fading... or am I falling?I'm fading or am I falling?
Just knowing that you exist causes even more pain, to puncture my already failing heart.
Your existence was the only reason that I breathed that polluted air, both in and out.
Just like the sun lives to be born in the morning and to sleep at night.
It was a lifestyle choice that I chose to live, because I couldn't live without you..
But now that has changed, all too much.
You left me in deep depression and the way you dealt with it was to leave me on my own.
What an idiotic person you must have been...
As I escaped your evil grasp, and look at me now!
Walking down the high street with my gorgeous girls
with not a fucking care in the world!
Yeah! You can come crawling back,
But I know it will result with even more personal attacks.
And then to leave me on my own and pretend as if everything's alright.
Well I have news for you... I have found another and he loves me.
And he doesn't leave me in my time of desperate need,
I know this, as he helped to build
School Days -Sonic+Pals Pt.2By the time Sex Education was over both Silver and Tails where feeling slightly faint and extremely sick. "Seriously, I'm so glad I didn't have the sex talk with my parents, as it would have been very embarrassing" Tails told Silver as they made their way to the veggie patch grabbing forks along the way.
"Tails, can you shut up about it, I'm puking over here" Silver put a finger in his mouth while making a retching noise. Tails shot him a yuck face. "Seriously, we're the only guys that haven't...".
"Would you just shut up about it!" Silver yelled in his face. He was getting pretty annoyed as Tails hadn't stopped talking about it since class had finished. Tails was about to complain that he wanted to have a guy-to-guy, Heart-to-heart conversation until he was rudely interrupted by Silver rushing off into dreamland as Blazes shape was coming out from under, the long willow whose branches came to the floor. "Look Tails" he whispered to him. They both fell into fantasy land as Blaze split
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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