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GoneWhere did all the time go
Our pasts so different, but their scars the same
I see my own reflection when I look you in the eye.
I remember the days when wed be alone
We never had to speak, we knew the others thoughts
Those days are gone now or so you claim
But I refuse to give up hope.
Now youre far away and leave me
Longing for your touch again
That protective embrace, that tentative kiss
That I might have shunned at first
And here I lie, alone tonight
Cursing myself for my stubborn blindness
And wishing you were here with me
I miss your warmth, the way youd laugh
When Id play hard to get
But I know now that all the time you felt nothing but pain.
Now I wish you were here tonight
Here to whisper me to sleep
And hide me from the blackness of the night
But now youre gone to better things
Youll be back before you know it
But for me, it has already been an eternity.
I fall asleep and dream
Of that day we rested together amid the whispering t
Strike Hour: Chapter 2 Chapter 2
He woke to pain.
Qireis curtile, he thought miserably. What a fucking surprise.
He wished he had an alarm clock, like hed seen on the few occasions hed been above ground. He wished he could just roll over, smack the cause of his wakefulness and shut it up, so he could numb himself in sleep again. But no.
He lifted his head, a tremendous effort for his state, wincing at the pain that shot down his spine.
Still alive, a voice said somewhere above him. What a pity.
Fuck you, he managed, in a voice that sounded like gravel being scraped across a cheese grater, if that strong.
There was a laugh. Feisty. He forced his eyes open halfway and saw black combat boots. There was a scuff on the toe of the left boot. Probably from
Strike Hour: Chapter 1 Chapter 1
Eighty-one .eighty-two .eighty-three eighty-four She fell back to the floor, uncrossing her arms from her chest, breathing hard, staring at the cracks in the ceiling as she caught her breath after her second set of crunches. Her skin was slightly glossy with a thin sheen of sweat; the workout itself wasnt particularly intense for her, but the humid heat of the summer night was keeping her from cooling off. Locked up in this damned bedroom, she had nothing else to do. She could get out, if she wanted; shed rigged the lock a long time ago so that she could simply slip a bobby pin through between the door and the jamb and open the door. But shed let the people that passed for her foster parents have their satisfaction for now. They simply didnt have the time or patience to deal with her so they said, in reality, they were only busy wi
WTFWhat the hell is wrong with me?
I never thought you'd go the way of the others
Or rather, that I would treat you as such...
That I'd risk discovery and further torment
Just to hide with you for a while
And then I'd turn and run
I don't know if I'm afraid
Or what it is about me
You gave me a second chance. I fucked it up.
Every night I've cried myself to sleep, not often...
But every time wanting your touch and your protection
And now, faced with that, I fuck it up.
I'd say I wanted you back
But for what? For me to hurt you again?!
And now it's another one of those nights
Wishing I wasn't alone
But guilty now, because I know I'd probably run.
I'm wasting pain and almost tears on something I can fix
And therefore shouldn't lament - but can I really fix it?
I won't let myself cry for this
I've got no one to blame but myself.
And now I'm lost in my old melodramas again
Writing like echoes, without effect
And hating myself, but immune to the pain
And now it's another one of t
THINGEHAn eagle flown from burning nest,
Into a raging unknown storm
In search of calm and clear horizons
To warm her wings beneath seven suns.
A dark horse runs in a pitch-dark night,
Unbridled, fearing naught yet running
Running from shadows within itself
Running from darkness that plagues its noble head
Running from loneliness on a cold winters night
Running for love to finish the fight.
Fire and ice, a clashing of forces
To love to hate, to hate to love
A legend without a name,
A name without a legend
To join or to fight?
To love or to hate?
To fear or to trust?
To think is to die.
Innocence shattered and malevolence unpunished
Spurs the anger of an unsuspected friend
Outward young, inward ageless,
In vigilant sleep until her birth
Waiting for a subtle queen
To defend, her knight, her confidant.
Left to die in corrupting loneliness
With strength to survive, but only just
Hanging on to loves lost hope
Waiting for saving grace to rescue darkness.
A shadow captured is a Phantom t
Unnamed Thing - ProloguePrologue
His body ached like hell. He knew theyd beaten him to subdue him, but how badly? He couldnt feel his wings. He was blindfolded with some ungodly fabric that was itchy and smelled of motor oil.
He thrashed on the cold surface of the table and felt three of them throw their weight on him. Tranquilize him, a voice said from across the room. He uttered a low, guttural snarl and whipped his head around, sinking his fangs into the warm flesh of the arm behind him, tasting blood and biting down harder as the man screamed, trying to wrench him off. He set his teeth in and let his venom seep into the wound. Then there were fingers under his jaw and they unlocked his bite. He spat a bittersweet mix of blood and venom at his unseen enemies, hoping to get it in at least one unprotected eye, but heard no cry of pain and disgust. Damnit. He beat his wings furiously against the table, trying to fl
Random Red Midnight Creepiness Her feet were silent on the stone wall of the castle as she clung to the side of the tower, her eyes set on the window fifty feet above the ground. She hated heights, and she hated climbing without ropes, even though she was good at it. Shed learned quite a few things from Doom though, when it came to clinging to vertical surfaces.
Shed dropped all her gear except for eight throwing knives that she had hidden in her boots, which were currently tied together by the laces and strung over her shoulder so that her feet were bare and better able to grip the tiny ledges of the rocks in the side of the castle. Shed hide the knives elsewhere once she put her boots back on.
Morningstar winced at the combined scream and howl of a Phantom in pain from the apex of the tower, stopping her climb a few feet below the window. She didnt want to know what they were doing to him in there.
Shatter - Final DraftS h a t t e r
There is a certain innocence to childhood, an innocence that, once it begins to fade into the chaotic tangle of responsibilities and realities of adulthood, we hardly notice until it is gone. We miss it when weve had some real-world experience to contrast with the utopia of childhood. As we fight to find our way, caught in that precarious balance between child and adult, we long for those days when a cookie could put a smile on our faces, when our greatest worries were something along the lines of whether we would be able to find the red crayon in the art box.
It would have been a lot easier for me and for most of the nation to grow up that slow, involuntary way in which we tend to forget that we were children once, until its too late. The knowledge of things like the economy, politics, and countless other real-world issues flood our minds, pushing that sterile, sugar-coated world of chi
Poison MePoison me
Just tell me everything's all right
Tell me you'll guard me through the darkest night
Tell me when the end is out of sight
Tell me everything's going to be all right
I'm sick from your sweet venom
Just tell me I'm your everything
Tell me you can be my wings
Tell me to just love, don't think
Tell me I'm your everything
Just tell me you're not afraid to stand at my side
Tell me you're not afraid to fight these lies
Tell me you're not afraid to sacrifice
Tell me you're not afraid to stand at my side
I'll die from you
Just tell me what this world means to you
Tell me what the hell there is I can do
Tell me about the life you once knew
Tell me what this world means to you
I'm addicted to this
Just tell me that you'll fix it someday
Tell me you'll get through Monday
Tell me you aren't going to fade away
Promise me you'll see me again someday
I can't let go
Mermaid's Monologue For LoveI'm floating over where I should be standing
Fins are what I have, no feet for demanding
I dream about being touched upon my shoulders
As you let me know you are there
Why do I dream of love at such a young age?
Blush marks appear on my face
As I daydream about what you would provide for me
Embracing myself with arms crossing my waist
If only I could have a taste
Of the possible good things you may offer
For our relationship~
My hair tosses about in the oceans waves
The wind the earth would receive is different
Underneath the dirt and trees
My brown eyes filled with enthusiastic hope
My heart beats as if you've already arrived
Yet that is not so unto my eyes
As I hug myself, I picture you near me
My eyes close for sleepiness and wanting you
Wanting my love near my side
Before the Earth collects the ocean's tide
Blush marks redden more than usual
I open my eyes as I gaze at the moon
Before I drift off to sleep
To ease my high school conscience
Are you there to kiss my troubles each
Today's HoroscopeA tender smile forms upon his lips
as I laugh, trying to get the hair
out of my face.
He perks in enjoyment as I ask for help,
needing him to fix my seemingly
never ending predicaments.
All I notice when the sun blinds him
is the green specks that appear
with the brown nothingness in his eyes.
When we sing as a group,
I can hear his baritone sink in
even if he's miles away.
We've both been lonely a while,
I with empty promises and
he with absolutely nothing. Hopefully,
God will smile upon this friendship,
that Today's Horoscope said would
YouMy breaths will go, but I'll never let go of you,
You're the reason I live, you're the reason I flew,
I flew through my dreams and came to you,
You opened your arms and welcomed me too.
My eyesight will go, but I'll never stop looking at you,
You're the reason I smile, you're the reason I say,
You're the best thing for me, you're my drug for every day,
Life without you, is like the world blocked from the sun ray.
My senses will go, but I'll never stop hugging you,
You're the reason I'm warm, in your arms you cuddle me through,
Through the pain and hardships I had to bare,
Life without you here, is heartless in despair.
My soul will go, but I'll always be with you,
Right beside you, in your life's journey too,
Don't forget me, I have a piece of your heart,
I've attached it to mine, it's been there right from the start.
your namethree months from now, i'll look back on this and think
"i can't believe i ever wrote your name on my desk."
but until then, i'll keep scratching it in,
over and over,
until it makes a dent,
in my heart.
My Try At RomanceRoses are red
Violets are blue
What a wonderful smile
God drew for you
My blood is red
But on the inside blue
As your heart beat
My love only grew
Your blush is red
My eyes are blue
With a flash that
Gentle hue, my worries flew
Our lips are red
The sky is blue
Together with you
I feel not one pulse...
What I WantWhat I Want (an easy-to-comprehend list):
I want someone
To appreciate my generosity
And constant kindness
I always try to distribute
I want someone who
I know will thoroughly enjoy my presence,
My loss of my train of thought,
And all of my stupid quirks
I want someone who
Won't be able to get me off of their mind
Who will write poems about me
Who will see my image, everlasting, in their dreams
I want someone who
Can love me in return
I want someone who
Loves the angle of my shoulders,
The sweet slope of my jaw,
The gentle curve of my cheekbones,
And my wide, wide eyes
I want someone who
Will play with my hair
I want someone who
Will peck me on the cheek on my way out
And proudly wrap their fingers amongst mine
I want someone who
Will prove my fears wrong
I want someone who
Loves me as much as I do them
ForeverI know we can't be together now,
But I know we will be one day.
One day, we will be together.
Neither of us care how long we must wait,
For it will be well worth the wait.
Even if I must wait an eternity,
I will wait for you.
Nothing will stop me from doing so.
Even if I am unable to talk to you,
I will find the right moment to tell you,
As many times as I have to,
How much I love you and how much you mean to me.
Forever I will wait,
Until we can truly be together.
At a time where no one can and/or will look down at us.
You mean more to me than I can even imagine.
My hand continue to be held out,
So that you can hold it
When we finally can be together.
One day, we will truly be together.
I feel at home and cozy and warm and loved and--
I could go on and on and on and on and on--
I can feel my heart beating and warming my chest but--
No butterflies in my stomach just the fluttering of my heart when I--
I can feel my breath being taken away every time I--
When I'm with you
It Holds Me Back I want to see you.
I want to speak with you.
I want to so badly it hurts.
But there is something,
A force, that is holding me back.
I'm sure you know what it is,
For we have talked about it before.
They are there, holding me back,
Like the parents of Juliet.
You are my Romeo
And I am your Juliet.
Their power, using fear itself,
It is what's holding me back.
Please, my darling, anyone,
Bring the key to my release,
So that I may be free from this cage that traps me.
And the chains, which hold me back.
It holds me back, the force that has been around my whole life.
It claims that it's wanting to protect me,
But I have no need for protection.
Because I can make my own choices now.
And every touch from them, the love I feel is replaced with anger and betrayal.
Help, release me from the grasp of that which holds me back.
I don't want to be a bird in a cage anymore,
for I am able to leave the nest.
Release me from this heartache that I'm feeling here,
In the place where I have been raised wit
Poison - 2Poison - 2
Loosely inspired by [BEFERA] and Strike Hour.
I dont know why you hypnotize me
I dont know why I cant escape you
Why do you fascinate me
Why cant I break your stare
Youve become my oxygen
My burning, vital breath of air
Your rage is my storm and my phobia
Your sadness my agony and my despair
Your loneliness my starvation and my pain
Your happiness my triumph, my victory.
Your reputation is a shameful, cowardly lie
That conceals what you really are inside.
Just take me now
Just take me away from this lie thats my life
This perfect template of what Im supposed to be
Shatter its cruel iron for me
Shatter the mold like you shattered the stone
Around my naïve narrow mind.
I cant escape you.
I cant escape your loving choke hold
Youre in my blood like bittersweet venom
That puts me to sleep so I no longer know fear.
I know you can destroy me.
I know Im tangoing with death.
But you are my sweet poison.
You are th
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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