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I was listening to my depressing music and I decided to write this...thinking of elements obviously. Its sort like the lyrics to a song I've heard but don't know the name to yet. XP
..Wind and Water..
People surround us,
Like flames unable to stop.
We stand on the earth,
Your perfect ways like the wind, soft.
My ways are different like water, confusing.
Two different things in this world,
Flowing together in time,
Its like an endless amout of time,
That I could be with you.
The earth is still blazing,
But we don't care of the torturing flames.
They mock us,
Yell and burn us.
But as long as the wind and water flow,
Side by side,
It doesn't matter.
Flow together,
Forever,
On endless miles of road.
Wind and Water.
 Silent_Love_666 · Thu Mar 22, 2007 @ 07:56pm · 2 Comments |
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Another poem I wrote.
Our Guitar Hearts;;My nights when I dream, You lay beside me, My heart plays a soft tune, With guitar strings playing every beat, You hold my hand, And hush my choking away, A soft glint of my eye, The tears shed, Your face suddenly a blur, Why can’t we be happy all the time? Your arms around my shaking body, My hands into fists, You tell me its okay, I try to listen, But I never tell, That I would die, Just to see you smile, And stand in the pouring rain, On my front doorstep, Because you love me, And you remind me, Every day for years, That I’m with you, And our hearts became two, You are eyes now staring, They’re dull, Careless, Loveless, But you still tell me the same, As you did those years ago, Lies, And yet, Your warm breath on my shoulder, I can feel the hint of love and truth in you, Does your heart play in tune with mine? Maybe as one, Our guitar hearts, Will maybe one day play the same melody again.  ]
Silent_Love_666 · Sun Mar 11, 2007 @ 09:07pm · 1 Comments |
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This is side post for my arena avi, hope you all enjoy!
One night, Cecilia was walking to a friend’s house. She changed before she left and grabbed her stuffed water meat.
“Bye, mother,” Cecilia said in her British tone, walking out the door. It was a beautiful night of bliss. A ripple from a cape and black over her eyes, she gasped for breath and fell unconscious giving up. Jack had taken her away to his home.
Cecilia stayed there for years with him. Scratches were on her body and face and she was older, still wearing the same clothes. She never got to her friends house, and she was forced to stay and watch Jack burn down her whole town into hell.
‘How could this happen to me?’ She thought, crying. She sat on the cold, blood-stained cement floor.
“Life is like this and get used to it, or don’t live it. Get away from it now.” A hoarse whisper breathed in her ear. Jack.
A whiplash.
Deafening screams, pain.
Blood spurting.
Sickening scents tingled her nostrils, she threw up. Raw meat, milk and dirt spilled everywhere mixing with the blood, last night’s dinner. The scents grew stronger and made her eyes tear the putrid scents nauseating, she turned around seeing a door open. Rain poured and a full moon spilled the pitch-black ground. A road. She stood up, a whip of the black cape in the corner of her eye. She didn’t care anymore, she ran with the energy she had left. She look forward and nowhere else. Lights flashed her way; she looked back towards Jack’s home. He stood there upon this dreadful night, uncaring towards her. It happened so quickly. She was free.
‘Screech.’
‘Scream.’
‘Crash.’
Cecilia’s body lay there on the ground, bones poking out of edges of rough bleeding skin. More blood gone, her breath gone forever, her mind nothing. She was now just a helpless piece of garbage, at least to Jack’s mind. Cecilia was gone, dead, nothing.
This happened to her tragically, she was a helpless victim of Jack. What will happen next?
Life is really like this, and things can come true from sad stories such as this, so watch your step and keep safe.
Silent_Love_666 · Tue Feb 06, 2007 @ 08:45pm · 5 Comments |
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