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You are beautifulYou have no idea how beautiful you are
Your heart is as vast as the sky
and your mind as deep as the ocean
Wish I could tell you how beautiful you are
with your beckoning smile
and eyes I can hardly stare
lest I get lost in it
I am losing words to say
as my emotions are filled to the brim
TRAGEDIES IV Porcelain DollIV
There was once was a puppeteer who owns a lovely marionette
She was a very delicate thing, a wonder to behold
Her body was made of porcelain, her hair of real locks
Her eyes were blue sapphires; her dress was of satin
She would dance gracefully on stage, like a bird in flight
She would do intricate steps with such great ease
The puppeteer loved his marionette so much, his lovely and little creation
But this little marionette of his, this marionette of porcelain
Was becoming restless of this existence her puppeteer gave.
She longed to see the world, she desired to be free
Free from the clutches of the maddening strings
Strings that bound her to her maker, strings that took away her liberty
It seems like someone heard her plead, that one day someone broke her strings
Her puppeteer absentmindedly left her in the wings (backstage)
That some mischievous child got hold of her and cut her strings
After the deed was done to the last cord, the marionette was finally free
Gone were the chains
TRAGEDIES III Autumn x WinterIII
Is not Autumn in love with Winter?
For he welcomes her so eagerly, before her turn is come
He would lovingly paint every single leaf
With intricate patterns in yellows, oranges and reds
To announce his love for her
Then he would craft a tender breeze
Letting the leaves fall gently from their branches
Blanketing the ground beneath them
So that if Winter comes she may thread on them
With her white, bare feet.
Here comes Winter floating from the heavens,
She came down from her fortress
And trampled on the fallen leaves, their color fading in her coldness
She was covered in her coat of snow, yet her naked coldness can be felt by every being
She went to Autumn, who was stiff in her presence
Her stare was colder than ice, her hair whiter than snow
She caressed him on the cheek, her hand burned with coldness
She kissed Autumn on the lips; hers were cold yet soft and moist with the frozen dew
Autumn wept, his tears froze, his heart crowded with mixed emotions
For he does not understand tha
TRAGEDIES II Tree and SkyII
Why does the tree love the sky?
So much that she extends every branch she has to him
She knows no tiredness, no fear dwells in her heart
She joyfully waits whatever the sky has to bring
She lets him kiss her with sunshine, he caresses her with rain
But does he also not bring her to her downfall?
Battering her with unforgiving winds,
Piercing her heart with his jagged lightning?
And then she will be torn, falling with a crash
And will lie on the ground, wondering why it happened so
TRAGEDIES I Lions and HuntressI
Why are the lions captivated by the huntress?
Is she not their mortal enemy?
But the lions know this not,
For her nimbleness to kill
Is veiled by her bronze beauty
And they would approach her, like innocent kittens
As she aims her arrow to their hearts
The huntress wills no evil upon them, or they to her
They are both fierce in their own right
Their fates are destined to clash
Fall With Me
Hanging from the edge for so long
Can't believe I held on
to nothing but a memory
Nothing left to bleed
and I'm numb all over
The warmth of your hand
is the first thing I felt
Don't let go
for I will fall
and if I ever do
I know you'll follow me
Free falling together
Head-first collision with the unknown
there are no wings left to fly back
to where we came from
nowhere to go back now
we'll burn the night sky
just a stupid rhyme
JUST A STUPID RHYME
You'd think I'd cry
or even die
But the truth is that I'm still alive
and that I have survived
My dreams maybe dead
and you're still in my head
but I just don't care anymore
just enter death's door
know what I'll do
whenever I'll see you?
I'll just go on my way without a dread
and pretend that you are long gone and dead
Don't even know why I waste my time
cussing you with this stupid rhyme
Maybe I just want to let it all out
rather than telling you this straight from my mouth
You are no longer my sheath*
Rather I prefer the word shit
And I want to repeat
you're such a shit
run, run away like you always do
run and hide behind your shitty boo
I always thought you were not really a man
and true enough, they should have seen you ran!
what? do I hear an objection?
do I see some love resurrection?
I'd rather see a mountain flee
than see you talk in front of me
ok now I'm bored
hope you read my every word
didn't know rhyming could be fun
especially when you're shitting som
It was unexpected
yet inevitable still
I wish you were here with me
though I don't want you to see me ill
Our friendship was a short one
but a memorable one nonetheless
I wish it was a bit longer
spending my life with you was the best
I know this journey's my last one
a journey of no return
I know I will all miss you
and you will all miss me too
I'll miss the days we've spent together
when you held me close
and the days we walked together
Still wishing it could last forever
Do you remember when
I was still a small pup?
I was both nervous and excited
and in seeing me you were all delighted
I was wild and free
until you've set me on a leash
I was angry at first
but for you I did what you wished
Do you remember the little palms that I gnawed?
Or the pot that I broke?
Do you remember how you've told me to sit
yet I never really listened when you spoke?
I never meant to chase the neighbor's cats
until you jokingly told me to do so
I never meant to poop infront of the house
It's been a long while
Since I've slumbered
Now I have been awaken
Ascended from the deep
Find me, my love
I've longed to see you again
Want me, please me
Help me control myself
Before I turn everything to dust
I'm alone, I'm alone
Nobody understands me anymore
Not even you
You who left me
The one who turned to ashes
Who am I? What am I?
A great flame is burning within me
Engulfing my soul
Destroying everything around me
Can someone hear me scream?
Save me from myself, I beg you
TnM-viaje a paris cap finalhola!!! bien, este es el ultimo cap de mi historia C': todo gracias a todos uds!! los amo!!, ok ya me pusi cursi jeje :33 bien aqui va:
sr: no es nada
Thomas: bien... y ahora que?
Jazz: que les parece si Dezz y yo vamos a darle la USB
Fred: si, y diganle que baje
Thom: que baje? para que?
Xavier: ya te lo explicamos, solo vayan...
Dezz y Jazz: ok...
Thomas: y para que quieren que Marie baje?
Fred: le cantaras...
Xavier y Fred: esta cancion!! *le enseñan el papel*
Thomas: es la opcion 3! si! (yo: pienso en ti-jonathan luna)
*con Jazz y Dezz*
Dezz: *golpea la puerta*
Phineas: *abre* hola chicas
JAzz: hola, esta Marie?
Phineas: sip, pero esta un tanto rara
Dezz y Jazz: nosotras lo arreglamos
Phineas: ok pasen
Dezz: marie *tocando la puerta de marie*
Jazz: podemos pasar?
Marie: esta Thomas?
Jazz y Dezz: *se miran a la cara* no!!!
Marie: ok, pasen *abre la puerta deprimida* ¿que paso?
Jazz: supimos lo que paso, Thomas esta muy deprimido y...
Dezz: quisimos sa
Daydream Romance. ( If I could paint. )If I could paint, I would paint him...
His deep, blue eyes, his sleek hips, his dazzling smile & sweet, tender lips.
Which way would I draw his hair? So many styles, to choose just one is not fair.
His cute little tummy, hands & his feet, his legs covered by a bright, white sheet.
I would sketch him out, the way that puts me in a trance, my little daydream romance.
If I could paint, I would do it for him...
For the way that he makes me feel, the closest I have come to something real.
For his dreamy voice that makes me lose sight, of all fears I had that night.
For the protection that his thought offers me, I should owe him something.
He would never give me a secant glance, but he's my dear daydream romance.
If I could paint, I would immortalize him...
The way he is immortal in my fantasies, as I toss & turn begging for him to touch me.
The way he is immortal in my reassuring dreams, more real than what it seems.
The way he is immortal on the big screen, while I just ad
Lily GirlShe has always been a peculiar soul. In order to cope with the harshness of a reality that many only read in novels or see in films, she created a kingdom where she one day would become a princess and find happily ever after.
She is so innocent and so pure. A purity that you only find in children that are rare after they turn into teens.
Here I am a famous man reduced to a bumbling mess in front of a woman four years younger. Yet as much as I desire her I know I can never have her.
I am the thorns of a rose. I may be a sight to see but if you get close my thorns will cause pain.
Therefor I can never truly be with her, not until I can shed my thorns and I can stand next to the delicate yet strong woman she has become.
In my hands are lilies one of the most beautiful of flowers. So modest until it blooms and reveals its sweet and expressive white star. I want you to have them; I would give you all the stars in the sky if I could. But I can only give you lilies. Would you accept them on t
Letter to my AngelMy Dear Angel,
I am sorry, I was odd tonight and could barely speak. You looked so beautiful tonight, in your plaid green shirt. So much so, When I stared into your eyes I could not help up to picture us laying in bed, I feeling your every breath as I hold you in my arms without fingers intertwined. You will never know how much pain it gives me to sit there hiding this from you, because I love you. I know that I love you, because for so long I have held a terrible emptiness inside my heart. I feel it as an ever present heartache. Always there whispering to me that no matter what I do I am not truly happy. Except those times when I am with you. Just having you near me fills that void I have inside with joyful melodies. and at those times that I feel overcome with gladness and love I find myself Afraid and unable to speak for fear that I might lose myself and uncontrollably tell you how much I care about you. From the moment I met you I knew I had to get to know you. somehow I could tell
Cantar del JuglarQue rasge la crin del caballo mi pecho desnudo
para que quede en los anales de cañas de bambú
que no salí impune de los cien combates reñidos,
que al menos una gota se sangre propia había visto.
Lucho bien, sé que mi estocada es la más letal,
mi escudo es el más grueso, y mi fuerza, la más brutal,
aunque no hay mejor proeza que sea contada
que la muerte cercana al héroe invicto, dice el juglar.
Por cada lapo que magullaba mi cuerpo,
mi voluntad rechascaba como lengua de fuego;
un ruido espectro que engullía con grandes chispas
la tierra bajo aquellos que a mis soldados herían.
¡Cómo lo consume todo Lopt, hijo de escarcha!
¿Porqué debería Láufey controlar a su hijo?
Si no muerta, habrá ido a parar a donde está su nieto:
el reino de niebla en el que se diluye todo objeto.
Son pasos de gigantes los estallidos de cañón
que retumban como ru
Love story parte 4La jornada escolar termino rápido, pero a charlotte le aprecio una eternidad, solo podía pensar como la abandono su padre así por más, al salir del colegio charlotte va de camino con Alice a la heladería.
Ya en la heladería luego de pedir un helado se van a sentar a una mesa, charlotte tenia la vista baja, pero cuando mira debajo de la mesa, se encuentra con un celular, ella de curiosidad lo toma, cuando de repente empieza a sonar, ella no sabe que hacer si contestar o no, pero el teléfono dejo de sonar, -oye, ¿porque no contestaste?- pregunto Alice- y...si no es para mi-contesto charlotte – seguramente es la persona que lo olvido-continuo Alice, de repente el teléfono comenzó a sonar charlotte sin opción contestó- ¿hola? - dijo charlotte- hola, supongo que tienes mi teléfono- dijo una vos del otro lado del teléfono- si, eso creo- le contestó ella- ok, donde debo ir a b
My LoveIn days when love held hands, all my dreams came true.
The melodies dancing in the breeze of our sin.
Running from the ocean to the stars,
going from deep seas to your touch
all my love were once yours.
Give me a kiss back, but don't turn your back
Because when the sun goes down we may be apart.
And I' will say that I loved you, my angel lovely, until a day I may die.
Mey do Zahreik (Fool of Hearts)I hear footsteps, but are they mine?
How they must be! So out of line.
But I'm here, right now, before you.
So then my existence cannot be true.
I am a part you, Champion, dear.
From that time you wanted me near.
But now the number is up.
So drip the poison from the cup.
You don't need me now.
I don't want you anyhow.
Hear them closer, but now they pass.
Can't you tell, my Lass?
I am not the one you want.
You seek the master of haunt.
I am madness, you are night.
So do not force what is not right.
Go and do not follow the steps you heard.
Go and follow that unspoken word.
For the candle flickers, near out of fire,
Just like you, with heart of briar.
Maybe, just maybe¿Qué tal sí, dentro de este mundo tan loco en el cual me siento algo sola, me cree mis propios amigos, personajes constantes en mis historias, y ahora sufro con ellos cada pérdida y celebro cada victoria, porque en realidad, soy yo? ¿Podría ser que en el camino me perdí y me sentía tan sola que todo esto solo es parte de una hoja de un libro que ya escribí y no recuerdo como terminaba? Y espero que cada una de las historias que he escrito terminen en un buen final, y tal vez, solo tal vez, terminen en un final feliz... porque solo si mis amigos alcanzan la felicidad yo seré capaz de alcanzarla completamente.
WHY THE RAIN
WHY THE RAIN
Why does it have to rain so hard
whispering of a past that's scarred
making the earth so deep and cold
making my soul feel damn too cold
Why do your memories echo in my head
bringing tears I never should have shed
Why can't we just forgive and forget
Why do we always have to regret
They say it's better
to be late than never
but I rather not have loved
than want something I'll never have
Trying to find ways to forget
wishing that we never met
But what's good in revisiting
when there is really no forgiving
I feel so damned, so lost, so cold
thinking of words I should have told
I already wrote them, I know you've read
but it felt like writing to someone dead
You're not making life any easier
but just so you know I'm making myself busier
and I'll forget you again after awhile
giving me strength to walk another mile
Life ain't fair and it could never be
Open your eyes and you will see
how this pain is shaping us both
Tell me, is it better to love or better to loathe?
I know thi
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