hello, highwayA figure in the distance Blurry line of her body blending into The linear perspective of the road Something shines between her hands Something burns in her Drives her forward There is another Slumberinghello, highway
In the Garden of EchoesTwo children lay there Shoulder, shoulder, side to side Fleeing from the world Trying hard to hideIn the Garden of Echoes
Monsters lurk in corners Hidden from the blind Those who are not careful Are snuck up from behind
Wary children watch What they have come to fear Loveless children search for What they will not find here
Those two souls cling close Finding in one another A twisted backwards love When all they needed was a mother
All you've ever knownYou know nothing of my kind And you are not alone While you slept soundly in your bed I was driven from my homeAll you've ever known
You are the ones who submit Do everything you're told Let your dreams just wash away Instead of grabbing hold
The ache of boredom resonates In your very soul Nothing to the ache we feel My people as a whole
We daily fight insanity Protect the only thing we own Our mind's the only thing we have They can't take away our soul
Each passing day it's harder to Get up once again But we will not surrender &
Heartless, sing the sunriseDearest Loveless, that is I Call me what you may Loveless is how I am known And Loveless I will stayHeartless, sing the sunrise
Take my broken wings And stitch them back together I’ll kiss your aching hands For we are of a feather
I’ll tell you all the dreams I’ve thrown away or lost None have been painless None without a cost
Make them liars when they speak My loveless, lifeless name Love me till my beauty fades Then love me all the same
Make them liars when they call You what you’ve come to be Heartless is your na
You bound our spines.It was summer. He braided daisy chains and called them flowers; she tangled words and called them speech. I was the only one who knew the truth; that the thin lines of cellulose that run beneath the tender skin of a leaf are not so different from the veins of blood and sentiment that pulse through syllables as they smack against your teeth.You bound our spines.
I was the weaver. To the art of his flower arranging, I added in her words, until it was no longer clear whose work was whose. I taught her poetry, and he taught me composition. She taught nothing in particular --exc
UnbrokenTell me, Are my hands cold? I feel old-- Not in years, But in half dried tears. My fears are gone with you.Unbroken
I am resilient too.
I once was brilliant The way diamonds sparkle in mud But gems are just rocks And only fools fall in love.
I thought the world was
Epitomized in your face- How much of the universe is just empty space?
Everyone (I suppose) makes mistakes
And so we digress, supress and repress Tarnished memories of youthful disgrace.
Yet how can I erase the lust of imagined glory? I
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12.9.09
Neutral
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Falling back to the shadows, slowly learning to embrace what is found there within...
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You get what everyone gets.You get a lifetime.
When life gives you lemons,throw them at the asshole nearest to you.
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Falling back to the shadows, slowly learning to embrace what is found there within...
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Falling back to the shadows, slowly learning to embrace what is found there within...
I love your writing.
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The sexiest thing that's happened in a very long time.
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Mehmet ilbaysözü
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*WHUMP, Glomp*
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