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The Queen of Hearts [Prelude Pt II] |
January 16th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
Listening to: Sky Salt
Feeling: despondent
I had an entry here, but SitDiary ate it.
I'm not retyping it, but I will leave you with this:
Goddamn, I'm sck of being stagnant. It is time for a change.
I am finding my muse.
I am building a crysalis, and will emerge as a butterfly.
[[I am the Queen of Hearts.]]
You inspire me more than you know. Without you, I am nothing.
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November 16th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
Gently carried on the wind to forbidden fields,
Flowers of the deepest red.
As the rays slowly descend,
The contrast is revealed of dark red dust on deadened blades.
Love, I can't turn away from this and I'm sorry.
Love, I can't create.
Soflty tearing silver holes through the charcoal sky,
Droplets longing to leave life.
As their destination is met their color is consumed,
Silently lost, as we must weep.
Love, I can't turn away from this, I'm so sorry.
Love I can't create.
Through the cracks its crawling,
Trying to deceive its demise.
Through the cracks keep crawling,
Cloaked in silence,
A we must weep...as we must weep.
AFI-Weight of Words
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