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AspireOh dormant life in this vessel that refuses to come outAspire by *Mobis-New-Nest
How long must I wait by my other half's side until you sprout?
Like a farmer I've nurtured this fertile vessel that is your earth
Now and forever I stay here and await for your rebirth
Oh I've shed so many tears as if to water you like a seed
To my forehead I place my palms vertically and plead
That you take up naturally where artificial is now bound
Her voice is the euphoria that my ears yearn for her sound
So when this comes into fruition I will lay her down on my rug
Passion fully expressed through touch, kisses and a hug
Examiners lack optimism and tell me to pull the plug
VowAnother call of duty with our hearts full of fearVow by *Mobis-New-Nest
The sandman's touching words bring about a tear
As head band protectors gleam from rays from the sun
Symbolically we're different but our hearts and minds are one
Enemies we were before and tears ran down our angry face
Now we smile at each other as allies we walk to the same pace
It's something that's unstoppable but in the end we'll fight
Let's lock our pinky and vow we'll all come back home tonight
Just take one last time to look at faces on mountains
We'll all take coins and toss them for luck in fountains
When battle begins stay close and I'll watch your side
No matter what we
Where did these promises go?Plastic capsuleWhere did these promises go? by ~Siluriformes
synthetic hope
slips down her throat
as liquid loss
follows the contours of her cheeks
They meet the broken-promise damp
of her sodden restless pillow
The shivering, tossing hours
hold lucid demons
and past full,
full of the ever growing hole
that feeds off wide eyed tremors
and soft throat stranglings
AliveI hurt myself and no one else. I used to think I was alive.Alive by *VeilAlice
I felt the rain for someone else, and now I'm damp and cold
and it froze my soul.
If someone hid just like me, perhaps I made a friend.
Spirits sing in ebony with me, but still I try
and it burns my eyes.
It begs me so to walk on by. Sometimes I wish I was alive.
My heart is old but still I live, but someone swept it away
in this rugged place.
Time befriends the aging mouse living in an empty house.
So stay with me until I'm gone, but yet I'm all alone
and no one knows.
Hold my hand,
Be my friend.
When I return, I'll do the same.
Write to me,
Think of me.
while I'm g
I told myself I wouldnt.[I told myself I wouldn't write this.]I told myself I wouldnt. by ~Entwined-Rose
I told myself over and over, screaming the words in my head so many times they blended with the fearsome roaring in my ears till it sounded like the battle cry of ten thousand warriors who have lost their families to the fire in my eyes. The words dripped from my eyes and wove themselves between my ribs, encasing my heart and holding it hostage until my hands dragged themselves to my bedroom, picked up a pen and freed the words tearing up my veins in shiny new sportscars, driving way too fast. They poured from my fingertips only used to show emotion in the form of music, never ever to touch him - not yo
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