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Warm Me"The world is big and I am small,
I am short and the world is tall.
The world is cruel and I am hurt,
The world is cold and full of dirt."

The melody of a children's song
Echoed through the empty floor
When the shadow of a former self
Marched towards that certain door.

Behind that door there was a short shelf,
Drawers unlocked by a key
Agile fingers had stolen before.
The lighter was found with glee.

"The world is big and I am small,
The world is too deaf for my call.
The world is cruel and turned away,
The world is cold and has to pay!"

Like ice the darkened walls did glisten
On the floor there was a lake.
The last canister
Frightful MeetingShe ran into the woods alone
Until she reached an ancient stone
A forgotten giant's ashen bone
Overgrown by moss and firs
Where there was the love of hers

But not joy guided her today
Not happiness showed her the way
As rain fell from a sky led gray
Saltwater ran down her face
When she reached their meeting place

Adorned with a ruby red stain
A body awaited her slain
Causing such unbearable pain
Whom she'd given her heart to
Now had his own cut in two

Jelousy, the bitter passion
This cruel scenery did fashion
Where he ended up as ashen
and cold as the stone and sky
Made the loved girl want to die
Murderer!you killed her when you said these words
You killed what's left of her heart
You killed her trust in herself
You killed her trust in love
You killed her will to live
You killed her!
Where Things Went WrongI think I owe you an apology
For the way I acted towards you.
Ignoring my own advice I failed
To follow the rules I made for me.

I still don't know what's wrong with me,
Neither why I took it out on you.
So here I stand and wonder if
We can go back  to how we once were.

"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong

Maybe I just wasn't aware of how thin
My usually thick skin had become.
While I went into the swamp of doubts
And depression to help others out.

I've sunken in without noticing
Until it all went so very wro
Please ... Don't ...The sun's shining and the sky is clear
and you wish that you weren't here
Anymore, no part of this world, of this life
You're trapped in darkness and the way out
Of it is death, there's no doubt
But the alluring whispers of the sharp knife

When you drive in your car down the road
You dream of your last abode
And your eyes search for a tree to crash into
Every bridge's a chance to jump down
Each river tempts you to drown
In it, you climb high buildings not for the view

How can I make you stay here with me
When you try so hard to flee
From life's pain and the darkness and the sorrow?
Still I'm begging at your feet to stay
Not to
Modern WitchcraftTell me, how does it work
The invisible date stream?
Why can the touch of a hand
Change so much on screen?

Smoke's strangeness all around
And the haze of a careful flame
The minute hand quietly moves
It is time to strike twelve

One simple movement
Changes meaning at once
Press to start a new world
Unfolding in your hand

Smoke stops, blazes burn
A glowing green light
And the soft beat of drums
Blazing brilliantly in obscurity

A voice resounded
Music starts play
A whole orchestra
Coming from my hand

It is a symphony of color
One which shines as an Aurora
These Spirits begin to dance
Much like that of Borealis Beauty

Anot
We kill angelsWe take the kindness for granted when
We think that we deserve it but then
The angel we owe this to falls finally
We wonder aloud and we wonder why
And over the angel we broke we cry
Still we can't see we caused it initially

It's too easy to make angels fall
While wond'ring "Where are the angels all?"
It's so easy to push them over the edge
By demanding and taking it all, yet
We never give, never repay the debt
Tell me, what excuse do we have to allege?

Oh, leeches we are, vampires feeding
On angels' hearts, don't see they're needing
Kind words once in a while, arms to hold them, too
Why do we not tell them they are precious
I
LimericksMintymintamin:
There was once an american lad
Like a pirate he wanted to clad
So he searched for a crew
But if only he knew
How to board a ship, he'd be glad

Leelu:
A seamstress and a part-time witch
Could fix ev'rything with just one stitch
A man came with his cart:
"Show your impossible art!"
To a star his wagon she did hitch.

The American Realist:
A bard who once came to Beirut
Won all women's heart playing his lute
The other men were upset
And with an Opel Cadet
They ensured the bard is now mute

Radiant Intention:
A poet and hard-working writer
Once pulled up another all-nighter
Then sleep knocked him out
With death's help, no doubt.
s
About HateWhen hate is a fire, then it's burning cold.
All consuming, raging uncontrolled.
Hot tears are burning in eyes and on skin,
Unable to calm the storm within.

The consumptive flame turns from red to white.
Burns down borders between wrong and right,
Disoriented reason leads astray.
Lined with ash and debris is the way.

Beneath the heat of raging fire is ice,
For firstly the cold did heat entice.
When freezing the heart in its icy grip.
The shell won't melt, won't break or rip.
Her LoveI sense there's something wrong despite
She hides sorrow with smiles so bright
And though I try so very hard
Can't lift the burden from her heart
How can his words induce this pain?

And does he notice the hurt he caused her?
And will he hear the words she cannot say?
I think I ought to tell

How will this end for my dear friend?
How will this sad love one day end?
Although the feelings are in place
Tears keep streaming down her face
Which I try to dry in vain

Oh, will we ever from hurting deter?
Oh, how I pray for joy to come one day
For this love to get well
After the fightPicking up the shards
Of what cracked and fell apart
Though they pierce my heart.
RetributionA black stripe covers the sky
A dark storm is approaching fast
Trouble is brewing, danger in delay
Soon deep night will fall during midday
Old quarrels erupt from the past
New hate's born from truths awry

The only light's a red glow
Like of the inky sky a threat
Getting brighter and brighter until
For a short moment, the world stands still
Then the sky is burning crimson red
And burning stars fall like snow

Dies irae dies illa
solvet saeculum in favilla

The world is consumed by fire
Burning winds roll across the lands
The water becomes the blood of dead
On the scorched earth hungry flames do spread
The glaring light shines t
Head and heartThe simple thought is enough
To encumber me with grief
The bitter tears froze on the cheeks
And can't ease the pain within
The simple truth of loosing you
The simple weight of forever
Weights down the eloquent tongue
And lets me choke on tears uncried

The head knows it's part of life
Yet the heart refuses to accept
While fruitless hope takes roots
Denying the inevitable truth
Another artifact of childhood days
The last object of innocent, implicit love
Is dying too slow while dying too fast.

The head collects and stores memories
Of the laughs and fun we once shared.
Recalls the adventures and the songs
Of bygone days when you still had a go
A Sea FightIt followed our way for sev'ral days
Slowly drew closer, hot on our trails
We didn't know 'till Co-Captain Hayes
commanded  to strike all of the sails
Then ev'ry crew mate saw who's behind
A ship of the Navy, but it was maligned
Before they could fire, our cannons spoke
With a loud thunder and a pile of smoke

The cannon ball flew and did not miss
Some hit the masts and others the hull
They fired back but a pity was this
Each of their shots in the end was null
Still they didn't heave to and steered the course
We awaited them with drawn weapons of course
They would never board our ship, our home
But end in a grave beneath the sea's foame

The
Dance With MeCan you teach me how to dance  
Show me each step and stance?
I want to dance with you away  
Into a brighter day  
Let us waltz across the room  
Just like we're bride and groom  
Let us dance over the sea  
Across the stars and moonbeams

Let us sway into the night  
Where we're painted in silver light  
Let us dance through the fire  
As we make a path of desire  
Let us sway into the stars
A tango set us free from pain
And samba brings us throu the rain

Let us dance until the end    
Forever I'll hold your hand    
The only rythm that we need
is your steady heart beat    
The songs of love only we hear    
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Dear Death

:icondiluculi:

Death, your schedules are a mess
And your timing nonetheless
You touch people I care
About but one you keep to spare

The one who's in coma for weeks
With pale skin and hollow cheeks.
But still lifeless sleep blocks
Not all the epileptic shocks.

Death, why don't you end this pain?
Even if she wakes again
A fighter she's not
The drugs and pills are all she's got.

While she hovers life goes on
Her husband tries to be strong
To prepare a life
He has to live without his wife

Death, your delay gives me hell
She is merely more than a shell
The muscles decrease
Is it selfish to ask for peace?
:icondiluculi:
:iconglory-be-project:
I took me a while to write this, simply because it's dealing with personal affairs.
It may seem hard to beg for her to die, but I think it'd be the best. It would end the uncertainty of her condition.
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`vespera Feb 18, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
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*Diluculi Feb 19, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
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*Lunacella Feb 7, 2013  Student Digital Artist
:icontoracryplz:It' Beautifully done and I don't know what to say. . . makes me feel a little depressed but especially sad.
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*Diluculi Feb 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
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~Contradictory55 Feb 6, 2013  Student Writer
That is the conundrum of mercy... you've really portrayed the cruelty of death not arriving :tighthug:
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*Diluculi Feb 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
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~Contradictory55 Feb 6, 2013  Student Writer
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~alittlebitoffaith Feb 6, 2013
My love u have hope to see her again alive healthy happy and in love with u in john5:28 it tells us do not marvel at this bc the time is coming that all those in the memorial tombs we hear his voice and come out! This gives us a hope and a promise that we will see our loved ones again I'm terribly sorry for this condition but remember that hope you have for her. When u visit her talk to her as if she's awake tell her how much u love her and miss her even tho she can't respond they can hear u ! When ur with her PRAY to god he himself tells us throw your burdens upon him and he will sustain u! Pour out ur heart to him I'm not saying it'll bring a miracle but it let's god know that u believe in him that u need him to direct ur step that u depend on him in this tough time. You and ur wife will be in my prayers
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Mood: Emotional ~Futureflyer Feb 6, 2013
that must be hard to go through i hope the best comes out of it for you and her
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*Diluculi Feb 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you a lot! :hug:
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