yesterday is gonesome nights all i want is to call him to see if my heart remembers the sound of his voice
or if my skin really recalls how it felt to be touched....
hearts are stubborn creatures.
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stilllate at night at the brickhouse in a black, sequined dress, and maybe we're flying to heights that reach beyond the depths of human perceptionstill
there's a smile, that rises and falls like sunrises on fading dreams, but as always, the story ends at this
what more is there to say for fallen angels, pure and beautifully broken, with pain as vast and unfillable as the void between heaven and hell
maybe we were on our way to paradise
but here's your hand, and a crimson shirt against my chest like so much love seeping from black and sequined skin.
and as always t
by ~serenitys-kiss
a love letterTo my Anna,a love letter
I apologize for the other night. I realize that we’ve grown to a point where I should be able to express how I feel. You have been so open and honest with me, which takes a type of courage I only have the feeblest hopes of matching. (you see, already I’m failing. I am hiding behind this pen and paper because I don’t have the strength to make this confession while you look at me with such trusting, hopeful eyes.) Therefore, with a heavy heart I must tell you what I’ve been holding back for so long. You see, I have loved before….
Her name was Hope.
I first saw her playing gui
by ~serenitys-kiss
the rulesTHE RULES 1. No phone calls past 10 o clock 2. You must be home by 11. 3. Especially on weekends 4. No talking to boys. Ever 5. No looking at boys. EVER.the rules
6. No gazing longingly at his honey-brown skin across the classroom, tremors of excitement skiing down my spine whenever we make awkward eye contact, then nervously cast down eyes while lifting my pencil in haste to make the notes I pretend to be taking. No risking another shy glance to find your eyes laughing at the lack of paper on my desk. New rule, 7. no getting caught
by ~serenitys-kiss
the day she wore redShe went through life like a shadow. But today, when the clouds hung in the morning air and the dampness swept through the room, adding a chill that nestled in the warmth of her bones, she decided.the day she wore red
“Today,” she said, “I will live”. So she did. She got out of bed, slowly, so as not to kill the magic of the moment. She picked out a red dress, with sequins. She couldn’t recall when or where she had gotten the dress; usually she stuck with dull, neutral colors. But now, she was grateful for it- for this dress that was vivid and fluid and animated like the blood that ran through her veins. She loved the idea, and jo
by ~serenitys-kiss
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revenge of the elephantsI'm sure if I search all of those ivory acres and seaside blushes carved into the side of soft-edged hills by the wet sand, I can find the finger prints of your old lovers.revenge of the elephants
I can feel the music beneath your ribs, fluttering across as my fingers sing tap-dance and ballet smoke, on your skin where men built their homes on virgin continents and
this new world was conquered and flags erected on the war-torn battlefields.
You were ashamed of the bruises, and I told you I couldn't see them.
(I lied)
While you winced a kind of time-travel requiem, mourning for your clean floor and the
by ~SameOldSongs
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~persian proverb
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he who wants the rose must first respect the thorn
~persian proverb
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I can't be everything to everyone. To thy own self be true.
-Thea Vidale
Dare to be the Dreamer
One day: ^E-Shark47
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he who wants the rose must first respect the thorn
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