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Heartbroken When your heart explodesHeartbroken by ~Wolfsbane872
with raw power of emotion
and it crumbles to dust
the pain never subsides.
Love hurts
It burns slow at first
only to lead to a never-ending
heart-wrenching stabbing pain.
It grows stronger only to lead
man off a cliff to disaster.
To a fate worse than death's cold grip itself.
but love is better to have been felt
for in that one glimpsing moment
in which it takes hold
the feeling is greater than
a thousand bursts of light.
Just have hope.
That your love is fulfilled.
or be ready to withstand the pain
of loving without being loved in return.
unfinished Living in a way unknownunfinished by ~Wolfsbane872
never knowing which way to turn
finding love and finding hate
we find there are too many paths to take.
we scream to the sky,
fight against the tide,
finding ourselves pulled along for the ride
of which end we cannot see.
So we struggle and strain
trying to understand
trying to find
what path we take
what life we lead
what is our destiny?
Falling I am falling so fast the wind blasting my face,Falling by ~Wolfsbane872
as I make my descent once more into terror.
My fear screams at me to stop the descent
to keep myself from being hurt by this fall,
but I still allow myself to continue.
I shall know no fear this time
for it seems that although my speed increases
the ground is only getting further away.
Maybe this time my falling is a good thing.
It is a great risk there are many problems that may arise.
It could even end in my untimely demise,
but still I risk it.
things to say Sir, your face has not changed shape,things to say by ~tomorrowssound
except for the softness of your eyes has withdrawn
and left nothing but a bit of bitter hardness and
maybe something else that I couldn't begin to place.
I am trying to decide whether you have taken off a mask
or instead put one on.
Maybe, then, this is how it always was meant to be:
We as star-crossed fighters, bound in place by fragile
threads that have woven themselves into a web of frightening
proportions, and it is anyone's guess whether that first
silver strand holds taut in defiance,
or if it broke long ago
without us noticing.
Who Am I No one knows who I truly amWho Am I by =VampiricGoddess
Few have become my friends
I'm battered inside
I cling to anyone who helps me
I'm alone
Forever
No one knows how much I hurt
The pain that runs through me
The hurt deep within my being
My urges that cannot be filled
Someone help me
Please
I am so broken that I cannot be fixed
No one loves me
They tell me they do
But do they
Oh God, make it stop
The pain
I never cry
I never falter
I fade, into nothing
My heart is black as ice
I am weak
I am pathetic
I am nothing
I am disappointment
I feel the pain and hurt
Absorb it within my being
I bottle everything up
My defenses are weakeni
Goodbye Grandma The small room swirled with softly coloured songs. Gentle hums woundGoodbye Grandma by ~chronicparanoia
dreamlike around the boys legs, weaved pastels among his arms. A slower,
louder song struck up, deep everlasting ebony softened with bands of white
glow. He could hear his grandmother's weary, aged rasp clearly, even over
the song, and yet so much quiter, like a faint remembered hum within his
mouth. How strange to hear with ones mouth, he mused.
"Black, for your heart of hearts, strength, loyalty, and courage. Yellow
for the feeling of feelings, happiness, sadness, gladness. White for the
truth of truths, self-scrificial, leading, righteous
Joy 
Sta.sh
--
If you care about
What others think of you
Then you will always be their slave.
Holi
(Megan)
take care
hope u r fine ^^
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