I Surrender All
i just ... it's ... " an exhale, and she licked her dry lips. "i don't look at him as a predator, you know? i know that he is. i never forget it. but that's not the first thing i think of when i look at him. i just think of him.
The Winter Wolves I
"i don't think we can fight our way out of this." "i don't think we're going to be able to outrun them," tavi said, nodding out at the wolves. fran glanced back at the tree, wincing a bit at the brightness.
What I Wish for
#1 of heart of pure light and darkness _if i am to die_ _may my soul fly over you and protect you_ _if i am to burn_ _may my heart sleep on the highest clouds with you by my side._ _if i am to drown_ _may my touch feel you lips for the last time_ _if
I Liked That Shirt...
"i liked those clothes." the end.
I HATE THE UNDERWORLD !
Goofy: gawrsh... sounds like your more than just friends jake: i was thinking the same thing goofy meg: oh ...uh, i mean tsume: i hate parts like this jake: huh?
The Type I Want
* * * the type i want is cute and courageous he is faithful and yet encouraging. * * * i would love to be with this perfect man and sometimes i think i found him yet sometimes i felt the love, sometimes my love feels so dim.
I HATE YOU
i still live with you but in that i have no choice its not like i have tonnes of money and a fucking gold rolls royce but trust me as soon as i get the chance i'm leaving you behind i'll avoid you like a cancer see if i mind cus, i fucking trusted
I am human
i am human...
For These Things I Cry
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Who am I?
A poem i wrote while reflecting on life, as i often do. enjoy. who am i but a baby who just cries and eats and keeps you awake when i should be asleep? who am i but a toddler who can hardly stand and proceeds to annoy you whenever i can?
I Lost Myself
But i know it's almost never you because you always say you're not returning. so i sometimes i don't believe it when i find you laying half naked on my couch. there are no yield signs in our bedroom. let us listen to our bodies.
I Dream of the Deep
The towers sink into depths most cold, no force on earth can remove from wat'ry graves, should i go searching your secrets and seek the truth?