

DrowningHolding your hand for one last review Step into the water out of the canoe Sinking in slowly, and then more with each step Letting go of all that was leftDrowning
Hourglass shifted, the sand's pouring in Deeper on the bottom and on the top more thin Each breath smothered with willing demise Hope forgotten all this time
Tangled in weeded depths bellow Gasping for answers, but life grown to shallow Darkness consuming, streams of light up above Follow me and you'll see angels in love
Love is not the answer nor was it before It was the reason for holding yo


Shallowpainful chills prick my bones Carrying me away to everything my soul might own Drifting off to far off places Wishing for a place my heart can call homeShallow
Eyes drifting deeper looking their spark Your words they were oh so very sharp Stabbing and twisting the knife through my veins A soul emptying of its crimson remains
Loneliness speaks louder than any other I am nothing but a bitter woman grown stubborn Toss down to me a rose full of thorns making a bed of them, falling deeper to the past forlorn
Lingering whispers try to give life But its was a


Frosted ReflectionWindow panes give sight of reflection Once holding on to the lesson Waking up to some tamed view The sun just one day older Burning stars one step closer (to a brighter light) Brighter doesn't always mean betterFrosted Reflection
One step, glass cracking under your feet Pieces of reflection reviled Hazy mist escapes your lips The dryness has made it through to your bones Body shivering as the ashes fall from the tip of a cigarette The only light in sight, but some substance of warmth Pale skin touching the sharp shards of glass breaking you Crimson moisture escapes your soul &
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Teach yourself to sing! Make your spirituality a song..
Clubs that I am in: =Magic-Myth
~LoveDC~twisted-stockers
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Creation of Woman from the rib of Man:
She was not made from his head to top him;
Nor out of his feet to be trampled upon by him;
But out of his side to be equal with him,
Under his arm to be protected,
And near his heart to be loved.
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Don't forget to dream, one day they may come true.
Maybe they do but I can't bloody remember mine!!!!!!
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love is suicide
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~ l o s t s e r a p h
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First, know that your words have power. Over your environment, the people you meet, friends and family, and most especially, over you. Then realize that you have power over your words.
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