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"I love you"
-The words are begging to run out!
"I need you"
- These feelings of doubt, they aren't about you.
"I wish I was with you"
- When the snow falls down to this solemn ground, my knees mimic the hollow sound.
You and I, has got this foolish mind hypnotized. Is it foolish, that I would give you my breath to so that you may live?
Lucid insanity, now tries to consume me, devours the pieces I've lost as they broke apart from this body.
I should be frantic, twisting my mind into one ridiculed as a 'lunatic'
But you were my safety trick-
Smearing this spell on me, as by magic!
To paint of picture,
Next to the muse that set we free,
How ironic would that be?
The mirror shows me,
A woman who's been broken,
Her tears,
Are tracing lines where mine should be.
How tragic,
Is this memory?
"I dream of you,"
I want you to speak to me with every breath you breathe, though this is selfish of this stingy stupidity.
"Purposing to me!"
I hope one day, I'll be lucky enough to join 'your' family. If I could give you a unique of why cherish thee, it would generally be, "Dearest, I wish you could see, how much you drive me crazy. Every day you make me laugh when I feel like vanishing. Your love is the rock that holds my hope steady when the breeze of remorse rushes over me. I want you next to me these nights I'm occupied with loneliness. I will always want you, even if I happen to lose you, I will never forget you. My heart will never ceasing it's fighting for you. The words you say are perfect, though it's such a hard task at hand, I'll tell you everything- One day, when it's not so close to being the 'end.' Not of us, nor of how I feel for you, but the explanation I need to show you."
If I could let my body dance, it would plunge into the rain that never could end. Twisting, and swirling again and again. Metal and tin would whistle in appraisal as the sun shined down on the snow below this vacillating skeleton.
We haven't reached the end, so let me show you, just how it is we can win.
-The words are begging to run out!
"I need you"
- These feelings of doubt, they aren't about you.
"I wish I was with you"
- When the snow falls down to this solemn ground, my knees mimic the hollow sound.
You and I, has got this foolish mind hypnotized. Is it foolish, that I would give you my breath to so that you may live?
Lucid insanity, now tries to consume me, devours the pieces I've lost as they broke apart from this body.
I should be frantic, twisting my mind into one ridiculed as a 'lunatic'
But you were my safety trick-
Smearing this spell on me, as by magic!
To paint of picture,
Next to the muse that set we free,
How ironic would that be?
The mirror shows me,
A woman who's been broken,
Her tears,
Are tracing lines where mine should be.
How tragic,
Is this memory?
"I dream of you,"
I want you to speak to me with every breath you breathe, though this is selfish of this stingy stupidity.
"Purposing to me!"
I hope one day, I'll be lucky enough to join 'your' family. If I could give you a unique of why cherish thee, it would generally be, "Dearest, I wish you could see, how much you drive me crazy. Every day you make me laugh when I feel like vanishing. Your love is the rock that holds my hope steady when the breeze of remorse rushes over me. I want you next to me these nights I'm occupied with loneliness. I will always want you, even if I happen to lose you, I will never forget you. My heart will never ceasing it's fighting for you. The words you say are perfect, though it's such a hard task at hand, I'll tell you everything- One day, when it's not so close to being the 'end.' Not of us, nor of how I feel for you, but the explanation I need to show you."
If I could let my body dance, it would plunge into the rain that never could end. Twisting, and swirling again and again. Metal and tin would whistle in appraisal as the sun shined down on the snow below this vacillating skeleton.
We haven't reached the end, so let me show you, just how it is we can win.
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KyoxTohru Pt. 3
The next few weeks, Kyo, Yuki, and Tohru had been practicing for the play after school. Sometimes, practice was hard to go through, especially since Ayame was the director of the play. (Dont. Ask.)
Lucky Kyo, please remember to close your eyes when you go into the stage kiss. Ayame sighed.
Quit calling me that! And Im trying, you idiot! Kyo yelled.
Oh, and Tohru! You look lovely, but do try not to mumble too much. And pretty please try and act mad at Kyo during scene 3. Ayame said blissfully.
Okay! Ill do my best! Tohru said with a smile.
Yuki! Dear brother! Co
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The Princess and The Stone Knight
I've told this story many times, but no matter how many times I tell it, it will still be as sad as the day it all started.
It was a cold cloudy spring morning, and like every other day of the year, Princess Sakura was in her tower. It wasn't a very big tower, in relation to floor area size. It was a circular tower, about a thousand square feet, and high enough to have a perfect view of the sea to the east and the mountains to the west.
The tower didn't have a ceiling, and instead of walls with windows, there were a few thin columns connected at the top with a circular aqueduct. There were climbing vines covering the columns, from which pu
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I love Inuyasha and Kagome, though I feel more for Kagome. I got stuck in a similar situation once >.<