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To hold your hand feels like I'm holding the entire world in my palm. Just one look in your eyes and I see the vast blue of the ocean. To hear you speak is to hear the music of angels.
It was a very good book.
Today is the day. I can feel it. The day something is going to Change. Practicing for my play. Performing and drama. I can feel it. Today something will Change.
Grinding, crunching, twisting. Metal jaws rip flesh from bone. The passive voice of disposition. Whining, growling, snapping. In iron hands a deadly energy. Fuelled by viscous oil.
Golden skin as smooth as glass,. Green eyes bright like summer grass,. White teeth like freshly fallen snow,. Red lips like blood drawn with an arrow,. Black eyelashes as dark as night,.
If you've never had solid beliefs You cannot build a constant life. Beliefs are like the building blocks of a empire, and they are the foundation on which to build your life ==================.
'Life as he has known will never be the same again' He's done the crime, now he must serve his time Until recently he was in denial, but now he needs to accept his crime Accept his fate and serve...
I hate that pain in the back of your throat before you cry. When you are trying to hold back the tears and stay strong.
Those times in you life Where there's nothing to say And all you do is sit In silence While the others talk Laugh and forget you there While wait for something You don't know why You just...
I feel joy like the shining sun, I feel love like the flowers in spring, I feel peace like great oak trees, I feel giddy like a little girl, I feel............... Wonderful!.
You've taught me everything And along the way I've found the price I'm due to pay The brilliant unraveling The twists and turns The host of heartbreak The wretched Ugly burns.
I feel sick. Not because my tonsils are enflamed and every time I swallow I feel like I'm sipping bleach, But I do feel like sipping bleach most of the time. Too dark.
My best friend has four legs, a wet nose and her own fur coat. She has a big heart, so warm, so loving and caring. She's been there for me no matter what. Who's this best friend. She's a dog.
Left alone in a sad. Desolate place. Without friends. Deep within. A desert waits. Without love. Sadness. Creeps over a cold body. A stoned heart. Without hope. Slowly. Grossly. The anger starts.
The rain falls from the sky like the tears of a lonely heart. Down it drips, down it drips. #4linesforfun.
Now this may seem loke something that a six year old would do but anywayz M ine O XOXO T ime H elps E xellent R acing.
This is a sonnet I wrote for one of my classes. It lacks the iambic pentameter though. The lives of we mortals are measured in time The merciless meter of our human race.
#acrostic My life began so simply Embryo, developed, born. Light reached eyes now open, At force from comfort torn. Not long my sense adjusting. Cot, cradled now a grave.
Hungry and alone, With no gift of sun, Chilled to the bone And here comes the drum. One, two, one, two, Soldiers come marching, Ready to shoot, All for a farthing.
Eyes of blue with crystal hue. Watching, waiting, hesitating. Will they . Won't they. Do they. Don't they. Searching, sighing, slowly dying.
Each day I Think: I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it.
I hold your hand and understand Catch your eye and see the why In that touch, in that look I recognise, I've lived that book.
I could be hip, I could be popular, I could be glamorous, I could be stylish, I could be part of the "in" crowd, I could be the life of the party, I could be cool, but I wouldn't be myself..
#soliloquy #nightdwellers You absorbed me; Occupied my soul like the shadow of death; Like a wave, You absorbed me with your swell; Swallowed me whole, captivating my heart.