It's like you're...
caressing my skin with razorblades,
skin opens up to you
Like flower petals do
for the sun...
Like an athlete
My blood runs
And I fear, like blood does,
My heart will harden when its all said and done.
shadamy life of a rose storyamyOOO I hate it when they leave me behind*door opens looks at whats inside*hey look its shadow...I`ve really got to stop wineing evryones diong there best to help and so must I*jogs towards shadow*shadow we ned you please help us
shadow:*talks to he while looking out towards space*Is all acording to plan there is no reason for me tohelp them besides theres no way to save anyone
amy:there has to be!I know people fight over the most trivial things some people may be selfish like the proffeser said...but there basicly good If tey try there best and never give up on their wishes...they always have a reason to be hapy thats why you should help them out...saving them is a good thing!Shadow,i beg you please help them give them a chance
marias voice in shadows memory:shadow i beg of you.. do it for me...for a better future*shadow*MARIA*MARIA SPEAKS AGAIN*for all the people who live on that planet...give them a chance happy...let them live for thier dreams shadow I know you can do
Sonamy Bracelet of Love
Why did I jump after her? I know I can't swim. I sighted, I should have let it to Tails or Chris. Now they had to save two hedgehogs from the water. I was sitting at the beach, thinking about the events earlier this day. What was I thinking? We could have been dead. It just went all so fast, right now she's still passed out.
I tried grab her, but she sank so fast. I slowly began the run out of air; there was no way for me to get back to the surface even if I could grab a hold on Amy. When I got a little closer I saw the bracelet in her hand. That bracelet it was broken Poor Amy, she probably spend a lot of time in making that. I grabbed her hand with the bracelet, cause it was the only I could reach for. I pulled her close to me, I looked up, but the surface seemed so far away. Everything around me started to become blurry as I gasped for air, but only took some water. I struggled to get to the surface; even though I can't swim I was making some progress. I don
Every drop of your love
brings amazing warmth to my world
and gives me something no one else can,
a reason to open my heart
and share all of life's wonderful moments.
You have this incredible universe inside of you,
with the gift of laughter, the miracle of honest friendship,
and the blessing of a caring soul. You are the rose of my love,
the sunshine in my day and the smile of my every thought.
I hold these glowing visions of your infinite tranquilities
closest to my heart, inseparable in everyway.
When I wake up I can't breathe without you and
I don't want to waste another second without
letting you know how much your love means to me.
You are the spirit of my hopes, the passion in my dreams,
and all of the familiar joys of my life.
When I look into your gentle eyes, I realize.
I've been loving you my whole life.
I Will Love You Forever
Homestuck X READER:7 Minutes in Heaven![GV]Guys, just for you to know who is talking...
[your first initial]=[Name]
:3 Enjoy, and LOVE!
You sit on your couch and watch [Favorite Movie], but you were interupted by your cell's
What is it about you
That entrances me so?
Engages my eyes,
So I can't let go?
I don't understand,
But I don't want to know.
To see you is amazing.
And thats the feeling
I don't want to let go.
paper cranes at midnight--c.tell me the secret of dreaming -
i need to know the way
to wish on stars that fall, and those that
don't, assisting in the making of a tomorrow laced
stud the sky
with folded cranes on wire
and origami dreams strung up like beads;
when the night creeps up
and i can't breathe,
tell me it's okay to believe
in wishes that can be folded
as easily as paper.
remind me of how daylight
comes even if our star-peppered eyes
don't close to hide it's
light; we will not stop to count our
sheep, but rather wonders
found in waking.
lace the sunset
with your silhouette;
i am a paper boat folded by finicky hands
cast into deep waters
trying to cut a path for pleasant dreams--
and because i cannot rest my eyes
to find solace in silence,
i ask you only to
dream me something beautiful.
SoulxMaka Maka's poem
In small room of Maka was too quiet... She have feel little depressed. Than, in one moment
she remember advice she gave to Crona when he was upset... To write poem.
Maka takes piece of paper from the desk and take hard breth. First thought in her head was
Soul... Than she get little pink blushes around her cheeks and start to write...
''Do you know that I couldn't breathe
I hardly think arrived gather
and then when I saw you
my heart might stop beathing
I wanted to immediately go
Your look could kill me
as if it was fate
all mine is yours then became
I'm not ashamed
you are my always belover
I couldn't say you then
that from the first moment my heart
belogst to you
I'm not ashamed
Let thundered thunder
let the rain through a cloud burst
for everybody to hear
that you are my love...
I remember our first meeting
always too short night for a huging
only you loved me tenderly
You don't know how much I was missing
Then I have my whole life spoke
silence rarely lasted
I said you
Blue DreamI discovered a man
who makes me feel incomparable
the same way Columbus discovered America:
he existed beforehand and was probably better off
without a directionally challenged sociopath,
no matter what those Thanksgiving crafts
peddle to Neoamerican children.
Regardless, his persistence
withstood my apathetic exterior,
and I like his music even if I don't say it,
"You're okay," translates to something meaningful,
"Pretty great," says exceptional, "I'm really senstive,"
adresses that he knows what he's doing
with his tongue, his lips, his cock,
and ten competent fingers,
but now I'm making excuses. I have a big nose,
countable ribs, narrow hips, an ass like a sheet of drywall,
a shipful of charisma, countless manipulations,
social ineptness, political anxiety,
and over a thousand pages
of writing, which,
for the record,
in case he doesn't get it:
that's a lot of emotional bullshit,
and about half of it is melodramatic, petty,
unsubstantiated stories about my life
If READ THE DESCRIPTION FIRST!! IT WILL HELP YOU BETTER GRASP THE POEM!
I could slit my wrists on your shoulder blades
and offer you my pulse...
Because this feeling isn't true or false.
This feeling is If.
If I, if I could. If I could have said, have said something
I could've, would've, should've, said, "stay."
"Stay," was the word I was trying to say.
Stay that night at the party when you pulled me away
out on the sidewalk to talk to tell me you were going away.
I was trying to say, "stay."
But I was too busy contemplating the ifs.
But if that was my darkest hour
then these are my finest seconds
because now I can say that
I could've, would've, should've, said something,
could've, would've, should've said anything.
"I can scoop out my intestinal track,
fill it with helium gas and make a balloon animal for you."
If you asked me to.
"If you were tired of cute I would cook the Pillsbury Doughboy
alive". If the directions said three minutes I'd coo