The Box
Once there was a box, buried deep under a desolate shore.
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Once there was a box, buried deep under a desolate shore.
~I wrote this half asleep and I don't really like it, but I thought I'd post it anyway :P~ My bubble has a membrane, thin yet strong, I high-five its inner walls knowing something's wrong, I cannot...
I was sharpening a pencil when my mind began to wonder. Could I be sharpened. Fixed to the point where im acceptable.
For you lol hope you don't mind too, enjoy.
They shoot, like stars, Into the sky, to show what. Nobody knows but this, Shows miracles, in action, Show pain, through explosion, The boom deafens and surprises, Like a gun shot in the sky, bang.
A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Tornado and the calm sea. Mean the world to me. Spin around. Then, settle down. A laugh from a frown. Tornado and the clam sea. Mean everything to me. Twist around. Then, calming sounds.
I need a break. When everything becomes too much to able on you're on edge: just waiting for that one word, one action to push you over… but it doesn't.
They could never understand. what u set out 2 do. instead they chose 2. ridicule u. when u got weak. they loved the sight. of your dimming. and flickering starlight.
I have this group of lady bugs Bottleing up inside. I gave you a few of the ladybugs And now there yours to hide. But more lady bugs needed to get out, They just kept getting bigger. So I went to Mrs.
One night I dreamed a dream. I was walking along the beach with my Lord. Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
Locked inside my mind; The outward visage, a masquerade, Shows no resemblance of the soul. Tear it open. Rip from us our masks; They cover the scars of reality, The true impact of life.
In this grand house there are many rooms. I have slept in them all. Perhaps only for a single night. No matter how long I was in there I drew on the walls.
And so here we are...... Rise up into the sky Come now, you can try. Fields of golden eggs - unploughed Fruits in luscious bloom - devour The feasts of your mind - they shine.
He stood there on that sunny Autumn's day and watched the leaves drift by. There were so many. Colourful and dancing with the wind. He reached out and caught a crisp red leaf in his hand.
I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to...
"Ugh, were the hell am I?" In yourself. "In myself. What do you mean?" You're in your mind, look around, take it in. "but it, it seems so desolated...
When we met I was elated. Now I see you so deflated. Our relationship has hit a juncture. I never dreamt you’d get a puncture. You made me feel so alive. The morning that you did arrive.
Woman By joseph tsang mang kin. Woman!you are mother. You are daughter. You are your own mother, your own daughter. And everyday you recreate the world. You are the roots , the branches and the...
When that first drop falls from the sky as it starts to rain, it's as if it has been shot down from the heavens.
“Girls are like apples...the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Colors. Colors of pink and purple. A living creature. They allow visitors. Of all varieties. They dont complain. Speak now. Or forever hold you peace. But they dont speak. They live in silence.
Fly in your dreams, fly when awake; soar the heavens as far and wide you can, and bathe in the freedom of the air. Let the sun and moon grace your flight.
Little pieces, scattered all over the floor. Different shapes, bold colors, I've never seen before. Frantically trying to put them all as one, Slowly figuring out there are some that shouldn't be...