| For once, it's just something... sweet. There are plenty of other much better love poems... but this is one of my nice ones♥ |
Oh, Love
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EnlightenmentOnce upon a time a little girl learned about wishes.Enlightenment
She had been lying in the sun, wearing her brand new red dress. Pure white stockings lined her legs, looking as if they were begging to be stained. The grass, which matched her eyes, made for a comfy bed, as the sun a warm blanket. With the sky as open as her mind, what more could a lovely day need? For most of the time, the girl had been simply staring upwards, catching a few airplanes she mistook for birds. It was only until recently that something much closer to Earth caught her eye. Floating happily in the air was a seed. The girl had never seen seeds fly. In fact, t
by ~Tears--of--Innocence
The Chain of InheritanceAnd that's just how life is Full of guesswork and assumptions With yesterday's illusions still leftover in our heads.. And night becomes the dawn For our dreams begin to wake Our eyes reflect the nothingness that hides behind the fake . The truths are burned from lies that fuel the spirits of our past Yet still we find it comfortable to sit on broken glass A rut of chaos streams our lungs- Contaminates our bodies But maybe once we'll want to heal.. That's when we all say "sorry." . But that's just how life is Stealing people for our thoughts MistakThe Chain of Inheritance
by ~Tears--of--Innocence
Just Accept the MiseryTime and space move 'round our heads Cutting up these roses red Do fallen petals, left and torn - Feel much worse than sharpened thorns?Just Accept the Misery
Hear the chords strike twelve again Here I am alone again
Dust and feathers fill my heart -
Such beauty when we fall apart Of master keys and hidden clocks There's only one that ticks the tock.
Yet now I sit, a tattered bomb Who's count has long reached bitter calm
by ~Tears--of--Innocence
Oh, LoveOh, Love of mine I hope you know The great expanse of time I’ll go Just to wait and hold your hand Just to walk you through the sand The sweethearts’ ocean beckons me Yet here I stand alone Staring back at you in hope A need for me will showOh, Love
Oh, Love of mine It’s true you see My heart’s been set on you Ever since you said my name And grinned true eyes of blue Your voice has been my melody Such a sweet, unearthly sound If only you would sing to me Those words my heart does pound
Oh, Love of mine Th
by ~Tears--of--Innocence
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 Loves: God, music, friends, clear nights, sunlight, rain, singing, that feeling you get when you're having a really good laugh, Death Note, pasta, summer, the beach, the ocean, only hearing the sounds of nature & many other things... Likes: Bleach [the anime!], writing, sleeping, dreaming, talking on AIM, reading (but only if I like the book), chocolate ice cream, Starbucks, Twilight (sort of), Harry Potter... Dislikes: Homework, limitations, too much makeup, hypocrites (though I am one), boredom, obvious liars, not getting enough sleep, Miley Cyrus, Jonas Brothers, chain e-mails/notes/comments... Hates: Using artificial lights when the sunlight is already providing enough illumination to see, people not appreciating what they have, when I put something down and instantly forget where I put it, arguments (the kind where you just shout in people's faces), idiotic writing prompts in school... |
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There's no more life left to live...
If I can't be me, I don't see why I should even be.
Music worksheet? For like, a choir class or band?
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There's no more life left to live...
If I can't be me, I don't see why I should even be.
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