

Lost Faith in FateHe took each step with the heat of a thousand devils seeping into the ground. He wasn't thinking. She was right there. She stood slightly wavering in her world of suspended crystals, snowflakes and thorns. Without warning thousands of devils pressed the thorns into her back, they ripped and shattered the crystals, which were molded around false hope. Her and her broken crystals fell into the snow in slow motion, gradually dying and giving in with every inch closer she came to the ground. She examined each and every suspended snowflake as she crept closer to the hazy white earth. And as her mind molded to the image of her longing, she let outLost Faith in Fate


Through the thronsIt's like being hit once, and feeling the pain...but after being hit several times you just get ready for the next shot. You never felt that pain..you just went numb..That's what this is...I've been struck... then again...and now blows are becoming more frequent and I've just gone numb and set up a defense for the next shot. I can't keep feeling so much. I can't handle it. It's like the world drains it's colors and gray takes over everything.. haze takes over judgment...and I don't move...my doll goes to classes...she talks to everyone...I fall into myself acting in life while my thoughts consume me. The crash dummy takes more blows...while IThrough the throns


An Angel's TaleThere once was a girl, Sick and pained, Her hair in knots, Her pillow tear-stained, The end was near, And she knew it well, Soon she met angels, With a story to tell, They explained happily, Their voices light, "We refuse dear sufferer, To take you tonight, We will not lose, A soul so pure, We will give you wings, If you'd only endure." She accepted their challenge, Her determination set hard, They gave her hope, But she was still scared, And the girl became an angel, Stayed true to her word, Now it is her job, &An Angel's Tale
Monarch
Death is an Angel

The Suicide NoteBehind these eyes are tears These things you cannot see Things that may never change Things that may just have to beThe Suicide Note
No one knows what I’m going through And this makes me realise my loneliness But the more and more I think about it The more and more I die
Dying seems to be the only way out As there is probably no other way Hoping will not work I’ve tried that already Because of all these things going on inside Things that I might always have to hide
Friends and family, further away Would they even understand if I told them? &n
I really appreciate it...
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-What is love when lost? What is a heart gone still?
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Here is a lesson in creative writing. First rule: Do not use semicolons. They are transvestite hermaphrodites representing absolutely nothing. All they do is show you've been to college.
Kurt Vonnegut, A Man without a Country
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-What is love when lost? What is a heart gone still?
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I wish that I could fly
Why do I even try
When everything I've ever known
Is kissing me goodbye
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Why not let the pidgeon drive the bus?
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