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Once MoreAll the fighting, arguing, and screaming
I just want to run
Run from all this Hate
Bringing me down
Dragging me by each strand of hair
I'm sick of it
Leave me alone
I'm tired of this s***
I'm screaming inside my head
Cuts running across my arm
Feeling the blood pour
Amazed at the feeling
I don't feel anymore
Again and Again
Each cut deeper and deeper
The last drop of blood
I LIVE NO MORE!!!
Death From a DreamDie,Die,DIE
The Demon of his dreams
Only thing he can do is scream
Burn in hell with me
Scratching, clawing, crawling near
You now wish you was dead
Taunts the Demon
Firey eyes chili pepper red skin
I scare you in your dreams
He can't break away
He can't wake up
He is going to DIE
Over and Over
Tormenting his poor soul
Chanting till no end
Enough strength left
Fights for the last time
For now it ends
You have my heartYou hold me close
You never let me go
You hold me close to your caring heart
I Love You for who you are
You are my world
Through our ups and downs
We made who we are
Threw everything that we have been through
We have made it this far
I cherish us
Six months mark a spot
You see me for who I am
I'm giving you my all
Please do not let me fall
When you hug me
I feel the warmth you carry
When you kiss me
I feel the love and its pasionate and strong
When we snuggle close together
When we cuddle together
Our bodies so close
Feel our strong connection
How you hold me
I think to myself baby
Don't let me go just yet
I never want this to end
The nights we talk
I just love the sound of your voice
Strong, caring, loving, and sweet
Knowing that you want me to keep
Nights so alone
I wish apon a star for you to be here
Holding me tight with your loving arms
Falling asleep on your chest
Listening to your heart
I love you with all my heart
Hope our love continues to grow
Because baby you hav
Happy 5th MonthRead these words here
Because wish to make you my dear
Though I say this with fear
I wish to stand
On no command
And speak only with my hands
I'll hold yours
And you'll hold mine
Together with fingers intertwined
And I'll say
That I hope you stay
For the rest of my days
I'll give you my heart
And love you even when all is dark
Because you've made your mark
Please take my hand
So that you my stand
Here in the dark
Holding my heart
While we watch our sparks
Lets share a kiss
And enjoy its bliss
On our one and only 5th
I hope you like it. ♥ I love you, Nicole. Happy 5th!
ShatterLeft in the freezing drizzle of Rain
Where you took my Heart
Bashed it against a Tree
Ripping and tearing it to Shreads
I'm crying and Screaming
For you to Stop
How much pain do you have To
Cause to one broken Heart
What do I have to Do
To make you See
What you Have
Done to Me
I hope you Have
Pride in what you Caused
One Broken Heart
Destroyed day by day
The more I Fall
Crying against this invisable Wall
You've taken what I gave You
Which was my heart I put All
Now its lieing underneath the Tree
In shreads of broken ripped Pieces
Can't be put back Together
Because it's over for Me
Goodbye Never see you again
This Broken Heart Dies With ALL
Angel of Night and DayWatching over us
With your brightly colored wings
Angel of Night and Day
Day and Night
Watch over us
And never say
Could this really
If all else fails
We call upon
You to help us
To keeps us all safe
You would be there
Night and Day
RockHacking away at a rock with another rock will shape the rock
you are hacking at by time, but the rock you are using might also break.
This can be frustrating and you may want to give up and go do something else,
but that is when you should get back on your feet, find another rock and continue hacking.
You might never feel that the rock you are shaping ends up perfect and you will always see flaws or
improvements to be made. Passion to do something isn't to finish it, it's to work on it.
Ephemeral MomentsLike the sky above me
And many endless sea-waves,
It seems to me that I am floating.
In the sleep for the past.
In all splendor, in my glance –
Interwoven the butterfly flies
And it is easy to smile for me.
Today matters, but only the true appearance
And far prevail all flaps.
In view, freedom can be almost seized.
Yesterday seems to be forgotten
And the future, beyond question.
Balanced is my wish
To let go all hold.
But shall I chose the sky now
Or shall I dive into the sea-blue?
Hearts of ImaginationStanding near the horizon.
Looking at the world before me and all of it's colors.
Breath taking, inspiring, refreshing.
So many things to say, so many things to feel.
All of this was created by someone perfect.
All of this couldn't have existed.
This was created with a heart that can see perfection.
This was created with a heart of pure imagination.
Imagination is in every heart as the desire of eternity.
How can this be limited and challenged?
It's hard to fathom that all of this was limited.
It wasn't, nor was the heart of the one who rules it all.
Sitting in class, and hearing his words of glass.
Make everything realistic and meaningful he says, but be creative.
Story after story breaks my own heart; where is the imagination?
Where is the one thing I was made for?
In my room I huddle; this class frustrates me.
Papers torn across the room like a hurricane of parades.
I feel torn; I feel cold.
Where is the one thing I was made for?
It all becomes meaningless, and my passion becomes co
They say Christians never doubt
That all we do is look down on people
For being flawed and imperfect
That we think we are superior to all
Let me tell you something
It is a complete and utter lie
If anything we doubt more than most
Because we struggle not to lose our faith
Why fight for it all, you ask?
Because I'll always know
That there is always Someone there
Whose arms I can collapse in
No matter how much I rage and scream
Despite all the insults I throw at Him
Even if I walk away time and time again
He'll never leave, even if everyone else does
The Heathen in Your Midstdo not mistake his presence as a prayer
nor take his poise as an act of attrition
that he sits atop your pew
does not make him one of you
this Heathen in your midst
he has no guilt left to give
and whether you wanted it or not
is no longer a concern of his
he traces fingers along the stone
and makes your Virgin a proud young Mother
the seed of Annikki becomes the blood of Frija
such is his wicked Heathen craft
your symbols do go back in time
where neither Jew nor Christ have breath
symbols of the harvest to be reaped as you have sewn
sigils here are those that touch the Heathen’s heaving heart
do not be offended as this wicked Witch takes your church away
for were you there upon its silent pews
than he never would have come to bother you
The Cross We BearSometimes we are born
with a cross to bear
and to that cross you are not warned,
it is okay to think that unfair
That cross you must carry
to your own personal Calvary
and you must be wary
that all you will feel is agony
Once the cross is made to stand
and just as though it were planned
You will face both The Dark and The Light
only you can choose which way is right
Ascend into Heaven
or Descend into Hell
Can you live with your choice?
Only time will tell...
La demesure de ce monde.La démesure de ce monde.
Nous humains sommes démons et excès :
Ce monde est en démesure d’absurdités.
Quand arrive l’automne
En éclaboussure de couleurs,
En jaunes qui s’orangent,
En verts que le rouge ronge,
Quand la forêt se fait fleur,
Les brumes pleurent l’été en allé
En langueur de lambeaux et caresses
Que le vent disperse bientôt.
Nous humains sommes anges déchus :
Les croyants qui ne condamnent l’ISIS
Font de leur Dieu et Allah, un salaud!
Est-il raisonnable de salir ainsi son Dieu?
La nuit est cette fenêtre sur le vide
Qui habite notre multitude
Sous le champ des étoiles
Notre univers n’est fait que d’aléatoire
Où Dieu n’est qu’un joueur compulsif
Qui a peut-être mal joué ses cartes.
Existe-t-il un univers plus sensé
Où le bien en absolu règne,
Où l’enfant est ce p
i fear you
and i love you
you have created the beauty and the life
as well as the misery and death
as adversaries and counterpoints
to your cosmic composition
according to your secret wisdom
you saw everything already
when it was only in germ
in the shining darkness
and before the world was born
even before the beginning
of all you were here
in the beginning of time, on the face of the darkness
shivered the inkling of the breath of your name
of which bright sparkle the world was given to born
according to your divine and foreknowing will
according to your magnificent wisdom
you have send us the purple dawns and dusks
the armies of the stars of the night sky
which twinkle during the long winter nights
together with the moon and the cherry blossoms
of the spring and the multicoloured summer flowers
of various kinds and the shining colours of
Poet has eyeswhen the night takes its step to the kingdom of shadows
then there is liveliness between the told and the untold
then the poet has eyes seventy
times seventy or maybe even more
within all these eyes the poet has fiery look like seraphs
and equal amount of wings in mouth like cherubs
under the poets tongue is a key which opens and closes
everything on the border of the seen and the unseen
but don’t delude yourself because in reality even one eye
or hand or instinct is enough for a human being
to make bright from the darkness of this world
if it only looks within - because look
the kingdom of god is within you and it can not be taken away from you
by angels or thrones or principalities or dominions or powers
Our AngelOur Angel
Flying to Heaven
To walk with her Lord
Taken from this earth
To be his Angel
He just wanted to call her home
Dont worry she is calling out
"I love you all"
Please don't worry bout me
Im happy where I am
Remember Im yalls
Our Angel taken away
To be another Angel
Dont worry she is calling down
Im always in yalls heart
Im not far
Yall can talk to me
Any time of day
No limit to me
Im just calling to say
"My Family and Friends
Dont worry about me
Im another one of
and Ill see yall each one day."
Our Anger calling down
Can't wait to see yall again
For Im always in yalls heart
I love yall with all my loving heart
Waiting for yall's day to come home
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