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Inspired by Coraline.
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Inspired by Coraline.
He came to me with his wounded heart, lay down his sweet words and coerced me into rescuing him. Rescuing him from his destructive, self-pitiful ways.
Filled hearts cry. Half hearted agreements sigh. Tapping murmurs silent moan. Crunching cracking glass groan. Dreaded spaced zoned. Nightmares seem to entwine. like creatures of the night.
You know the look of disappointment. The look of shame on her face.
The crash of thunder, Keeps me awake. The flash of lightning, Makes me quake. Rain violently thrashes, Against my window. Shaking with fear, As the tears start to flow.
If I read back through all the messages, there would be at least one hundred "I love you more than you will ever know's" coming from your side of the conversations.
I sat in bed, listening to the rain hit the window, reflecting on the past. It was a warm day, about 6 months ago, I had a friend who was a bit of a slut.
Her blonde curly hair battered by the wind. As she walked the street on a dark cold night. Not a soul in sight to witness her cries. The cold wind hitting her tearful eyes. Heartache and pain.
It all ended that on that stormy night We were watching films that gave a fright You pulled me in and held on with all your might I didn't see your end goal, that you had in sight.
Sorry it's short. "Lupa. Lupa.
Well you say you think life's a game, But your game put to death the one you put to shame. You think it's funny. You like what you said. Well you innocent joke is why she's dead.
Trapped in glass,. Locked in a frame,. Stolen pictures,. All the same,. A photograph,. Was all it took,. A simple glance,. A harmless look,. You stole my heart,. And took my hand,. Into a life,.
Turning. Around. Shadows. Are. There. Running. Quicker. Without. A. Care. Tripping. Falling. Scraping. Scabbing. Knees. Turn. From. Clean. To. Black. Tears. Come. Streaming. Down. Nothing. I. Can. Do.
I wait...just wait for someone to come and save me; protect me. That one person that will understand everything thats wrong and right about me.
Picture perfect In your frame But tell me, Do you know your name. One foot forward One step back.
Every word is a cut, Scarring my psyche. Every glance a critique, Determined to sink me. Every change or suggestion, Shows how much there is wrong. My half full glass, Is emptied for fun.
I. Hate that I love you. Hate that I need you. Hate who you pretend to be. I. Melt in your arms. Gasp at the fire in my soul. Hold you as though I know you. You are a drug. You are dangerous.
I look into you loving eyes, As you slowly fall asleep, Why is it, my love dies, While all others weep.
Chapter Seven Found You Piper opened her mouth and begun. "Before Daniela there was a sister that we had named Cher. I overhead mom and dad talking about it.
Birth the time of imagination: what may this baby become. A world out there that needs its throat grabbing; a world out there that needs changing; a world out there that needs its eyes drying.
Sitting here tonight, drowning in thoughts. All the battles I've lost, and all the wars that I've fought. Every lie that's ever slipped these lips, Every curse thats brushed these fingertips.
Thoughts containing you and me, Were cast aside and were not sought, Afraid of them and what they'd bring, A tortured mind, decay and rot.
That tiny little earthquake, Caused a massive heartbreak, Deep down inside. That tiny little army, Did everything but calm me, I stopped and just cried.
It felt perfect, almost surreal. I forgot myself, I forgot them, I forgot the struggle and I forgot the pain. On a day as beautiful as this, it was tainted. With reality. With tears.