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Your heart
Sings to me
Like no other
I can hear it in my dreams
Making me ache
Making me long
For you
A heart-breaking lullaby
I close my eyes and see your face
The melody of your song
Grows sweeter
I could never say no
To you
In my dreams we’re together
Even when I try not to think of you
I try so hard
But you still appear
You’re always there
Aren’t you?
My heart reaches out to you
I’ve tried to fight it
I’ll always lose
Your heart’s song
Is so seductive
Alluring
I will never escape it
Until the moment I die
My tragic lullaby
Sings to me
Like no other
I can hear it in my dreams
Making me ache
Making me long
For you
A heart-breaking lullaby
I close my eyes and see your face
The melody of your song
Grows sweeter
I could never say no
To you
In my dreams we’re together
Even when I try not to think of you
I try so hard
But you still appear
You’re always there
Aren’t you?
My heart reaches out to you
I’ve tried to fight it
I’ll always lose
Your heart’s song
Is so seductive
Alluring
I will never escape it
Until the moment I die
My tragic lullaby
Literature
She of the throne
first shard
Sometime looking back on this
you know you'll talk of
how you crowned each soiled scrap of me
as you found it with a kiss.
And I know I'll remind you
I remember
your forgiving lips
meeting my chilled, festering flesh.
We'll be lying, but I still want this.
second shard
Come back to me when I am whole.
third shard
When something falls to pieces it shatters
but before you're content thinking me glass
remember I will never be translucent.
fourth shard
I'm drifting through my kingdom
where the sun succumbs, keels over, bleeds out, dies.
When stillness corrodes the earth
I stand waiting, arms outstretched the exact
Literature
Rainy Day
Oh sweet insanity
Please don't forget to envelope me.
Taking over slowly numbing this pain.
That I try so hard to hide.
Slowly sinking into insomnia.
Ever awake, ever thinking.
Yet at the same time, letting my mind slip away.
Must this be?
Oh sweet insanity.
'Tis a beautiful thing.
Is it not?
And yet a caution to all who enter.
To all who dare.
All the while fierce winds whip at me leaving cuts that I can't ever feel.
As the rain hits my face and soaks my skin, I realize that I...
I...
Don't know,
Bleeding Mascara fades off down my cheeks.
Burning my skin.
And if I tried to run away, I may only fall.
'Tis the girl that wr
Literature
His sordid tale
Scrubbing my jiggly bits with a loofah
Please don't ask, I want to sleep on the sofa
There was a beetle that came to visit this eve
I was minding my own business just sleeping you see
When this tickling and itching and weirdness began
I began shaking and swearing and screaming unlike a man
So there you have it my sordid tale
Of why I did shiver and flail
I'm in the bath cleaning that feeling off
And ne'er the wiser that beetle got me in the boff
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Written 30.10.08
No words can describe how much I feel for this piece.
No words can describe how much I feel for this piece.
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wonderful work!