But the dark...For a moment, or an hour or so. My love makes me happy... she makes me complete. I see a light of hope in her eyes.
But then she leaves.
Or I leave her, either way...
And now I can't think. Well, I can and I am and that is the problem. And now I can't see...
It's the dark in my eyes. It's the dark in the skies.
It's the wearing and tearing of me inside that eats me alive and I just don't know why that I can't see that I... am alive.
It's the dark in my eyes. It's the dark in the skies.
It's the thinking and feeling of things I am fearing and swearing and tearing and my time is wearing... my mind is blaring.
Fucking dark in my eyes. Fucking dark in my skies. Fucking dark in my mind and I don't understand. Fucking problems arise that I can't compromise... fucking problems arise I can't comprehend...
I just don't... understand.
I wish she were here to shred all my fears... I wish she could ease my life to a peace...
^_^
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--I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.--
And thanks so much for all the encouragement.
I love you.
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--I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.--
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--I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.--
nice gallery, i mean the poetry.
it seems to me, that you write when ever about anything,
but then you could write about one sacific thing, and an emotional moment, and blam, you f-ing rock!!! that is the s**t
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hi?
and check out your gallery.
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hi?
um, thanks?
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levanta levanta tienes que gritar
levanta levanta tienes que bailar
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