so, i wrote this last night.yes.
Glass Angel V-2.01We walk along, her hand in mine, down through the park, the autumn chill strong. She leans in her head, setting it on my shoulders, and looks up and me and smiles, and I smile back at her.Glass Angel V-2.01
The sun, dipping low in the sky, now shines a beautiful vermilion hue onto the clouds and the trees, the light reflecting off of the surface of the lake. Crickets chirp and birds sing, dragonflies skirt about the surface of the tepid water. The color of the leaves are fantastic hues of yellow and red, orange and brown. No more beautiful a sight could be beheld, and I was sharing it with the one I loved.
Further up now, near an old
Poem: Somber NightHere i sit, waiting for you to return to me. Lying in wait i pass my time in thought, thinking of you. I loved the way we used to talk, discussing our days and our dreams. How i long to embrace you once more. Beside you, with you, and for you, I want to be. Together, sharing words I hope to be true. But, I know life is not always as it seems. Nonetheless, I will always wait for an end to this war. The wonders, I can only imagine; what is it that you can see? Many a sight violent and chaotic, and a peaceful moment so few. What power that decides your fate came up with this deluded schPoem: Somber Night
hows the imagery here?Tall, away from the world Staring down, from frowned expressions The frozen peak, a bitter chill.hows the imagery here?
Arm in hand, will wrapped in desire Trapped in rapture, alone in solace Unshakable, from the clouds you rise.
Heart locked away, its purpose gone Cannot defend that who has all Needless and desiring no praise for his sacrifice.
Guardian to those without, and voice of the ill Steady the iron, cold and bathed in icy night rains Rugged in appearance, and chipped in demeanor.
Crying out for his salvation, hurting Taken away from the life of comfo
Distracted
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"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
— Marilyn Monroe
read mah newest journal thingie if you havent read it here, or on my notes thing in facebook yet... me wants feedback. o-o
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~I'm warning you, if you open that door. I'm not responsible the carnage those cabbages will inflict on the world~
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