

ApartPiece by piece, Im torn apart and scattered by the wind Slowly beats my battered heart Of burden, blame and sin.Apart
All garments of a soul I knew Reeking pain and hate My eyes, a dead and darkly view Crying tears too late.
A longing for a love, a truth A thirst too strong to quench Seeking lost, forgotten youth Finds only rotten stench
Memories, a foul aftertaste of ash A gentle ache often felt Emotions mingle, entwine and clash Such is the life Im dealt.


A Decision too hardIn the corner of the cream coloured ensuite, sitting curled up and afraid on the cold marble Caity, a girl whom had only just turned 15, was crying rhythmically. She rocked slowly from side to side, contemplating a knitting needle in her hand, and three positive pregnancy tests on the floor. From her waist down, she was naked. Swaying the needle in front of her paled face, five devastating words continued to echo in her mind, What choice do I have? Mesmerised by the movement, her mind brought her back, recalled memories her new boyfriend, hes younger than her, 14, and still oA Decision too hard


Once moreHe lost himself in her eyes,Once more
Searching, finding, grasping emotion,
Honest smiles and contented sighs,
Shared every touch, thought, whim and notion.
Lashes brush against smooth breast,
Still lost in love, with naught disdain
Her ear pressed against his chest,
Fast beating heart erasing pain.
And as the sun rose, his arms she left,
How he longed for her once more,
His heart bound up in sweetest theft, Thus dives, dreams, seeks love evermore.


A dreamRomeo, Romeo, where art thou Romeo? Here I am waiting, again contemplating...A dream
Sadness, pain, your worth that much? How long must I wait and long for your touch? “Out of your favour where I am in love,” Can I not once just be your sweet dove?
May not a Rosalind be your Juliet? Could I be thus without your regret? Throughout this life, my only wish… “To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss”
For which I desire, can never be mine, Thus I must move on, will the sun still shine? Your harmonious voice I can no longer hear, “Can I go forward when
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Facito aliquid operis, ut te semper diabolus inveniat occupatum - Always do something, so that the devil always finds you occupied
=St. Jerome=
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Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I`d give my everything
-Nightwish "Nemo"
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Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I`d give my everything
-Nightwish "Nemo"
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THIS PARROT IS NO MORE! IT HAS CEASED TO BE!
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Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I`d give my everything
-Nightwish "Nemo"
I'm sorry this message is a bit late (by about 7 months lol!)
How are you?
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