hibut oh well im gonna ahve a go.
The shoes she has wornA shoe fetish, thats what they said. God, they had not one idea. The timeline, thats now completed. Started with a cry, ended with a tear.The shoes she has worn
The patent leather, her reflection so clear. Her hair in bunches, the books in her bag. The building filled her heart with fear. The lack of her mother, and her feet start to drag.
The canvas plimsolls, the pleated games skirt. Her trembling hands its that vital match. She slips she falls, and lands in the dirt. Taunted forever, cause she missed that catch.
The cheap tacky heals, they resemble the start, The
Dreams.She is trapped.Dreams.
She lies there, engulfed by the darkness and enclosed in the silence. She cannot breathe, she cannot think. Sleep falls on her like the waves crashing down upon the powerless sand. Then the dreaming comes, as if a shark that glides noiselessly through the water, unexpected, undetected, cutting through the water with his graceful fins.
The dreams rise within her and she cannot control them. She has no choice but to lie there, the vulnerable child; to be subjected to complete paradise yet also the most intensive suffering could descend on
The soul of an island.I am the soul of an island, an isolated, remote island, an island far from the demanding codes of civilisation and the controlling laws of man. If your feet press on my shores you will sense that I can be kind, generous and hospitable. I have an exquisite beauty but I am also host to the most unsightly views. Deep within me lies pure innocence, yet contaminated evil is also present. I have the ability to inspire those that reside on my shores, to see the world with optimism and look into the future with a golden light, but I can also plague you with despair and pessimism. So be wary! My exterior can be cruel, unforgiving and heartless.The soul of an island.
Midnight.Midnight.Midnight.
Midnight creeps upon the world like a cat carefully stalking a mouse with exact precision. It follows the day, never there, yet never gone. The world never can escape it and can never free itself from midnights grasp. Darkness falls upon the world like the veil framing the face of the pensive bride, the veil of innocence or the veil of sin?
The darkness that can conceal a thousand crimes and that can hide a million terrors. The gloom that can hide the dagger, when no one is awake to hear the screaming when
Eyes of River's hue.Eyes of river’s hue, Swift, clear and blue.Eyes of River's hue.
Hair like liquid fire, Warm and soft in it’s glow. In ways no longer hindered, helping me to grow.
My teacher, my love, and my friend, noble of heart, and a gentleman.
Held tightly against you, in passion and in love. My body below, and yours above.
Humour and quick wit, always quick to smile at it.
I am your Lady, and you are my Love, Never untrusting of.
Bittersweet Symphony...Bad taste in my mouth again I didn't mean for it to end like this That's life they all said Though, it's always this way with Every couple I've been in Rarely finding a reason, it's just Something I can't change, even When I change myself Every path I choose Every road I take leads back to The only road I've ever knownBittersweet Symphony...
So I let the music take me Your voice a guide to something More than the everyday trek Putting on the earphones and Hoping for the grace you bring, the Only thing filling the airwaves is silence Now that you're gone I fi
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its a reeli good piece.
reminds me slitely of 4.48 pyscosis by sarah kane
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shes a playwright.
she comitted suicide about a month after writing 4.48 pyscosis.
alot of her stuff is really good, but frankly pretty damn disturbing
thanks for the fav again... il do some research into this sarah kane
and dont worry.. its been more than a month from when i wrote 6:34AM
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no worries.
its a good piece.
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