

SisterchangeChanges. they are cunning things like a flood in paradise the subtle flow corrupts its way a solid rock is split in twoSisterchange
entwine we did, for many years then fell slowly from friendship but none would feel so torn and hurt as we once did as sisters
few around us saw our feud but hatred outranks past
so many days fall down to dust we now breath only ash
friends do come and friendship goes but our breakup wasn't fair Change, that scheming force of nature sentenced us to rivals
we stand alone beside each other back to


Ultravioletanother friend turns silent staring far at no-mans-landsUltraviolet
her eyes are so familiar like an iris missing pigment
you assume shell be around
and ask if needing help you are ready to listen
like all the times before
something doesnt strike you no chance empirically
that maybe she wont speak up when she feels left out cold
some people arent like others some people fear too much they wander round in darkness until they find a sun
these stars they grab arent shining theyre mer


While You Have Been Gonethings have changed while youve been gone Im sorry I dont greet you with a hug and a kiss on the cheekWhile You Have Been Gone
as you may have noticed I wear make-up now thats because we lose our colors and I want to stall their passing the lipstick makes me smile the consealer hides the truth
yes, things have changed while youve been gone gates facing the outside world have been closed and sealed shut no siege will ever open them (not even under your command)
you return when night is young well, i


Speaking To Mannequinsyou tend to speak to mannequins treating them like equals breathing flesh and blood I find that abnormal men conversing with dolls seemSpeaking To Mannequins
quite disturbed.
dont you agree?
dummies, unable to respond with barbie blue eyes and a body made of plastic
your hand wont sink in to manufactured skin the surface is smooth but artificial
you should stop speaking to mannequins the kindness goes unnoticed people might think of you as crazy
with their grayish fantasies normal as they are
they do not
Black Wolf

Tonight[Chorus] Tonight, wishing you were here by my side Tonight, wishing I could hold you tight Tonight, I’ll be dreaming of you I just wish you’d be dreaming of me tooTonight
Tonight, wishing you were here by my side Tonight, wishing I could hold you tight Tonight, I’ll be dreaming of you I just wish you’d be dreaming of me too
[Verse 1] I wish I could have told you I’d hold you through the cold nights And show you my heart, and all the love that’s inside Working nine to five, counting time that goes by Seeing your face in my mind, and your eyes glowing br


Outsider[Verse 1] She sits in the dark outside by herself and cries Because nobody understands the emotions she’s feeling inside The loneliness has got her wanting to end her life She tries to turn to God, but her prayers are pushed aside Her soul is divided Between wanting love, and wanting a sign That she isn’t just invisible, that in somebody’s eyes She’s a real person, to be loved, to be held high Not to be lied to, but treasured above any trophy or prize But something tells her she’ll never get the chance to shine If nothing in life’s worked so far why should it work this time? &nOutsider


girlcatch me i'm the girl forever falling save megirl
from the glass on which i'm crawling fuck me i can never ever say no kiss me quickly before my lipstick goes hold me convince me i'm worth it all kick me just please don't laugh at me when i fall scar me i love watching myself bleed love me the one thing you can't do is what i need
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You like ice cream. You like ice cream. You love it. You cannot resist ice cream. To resist is hopeless. Your existence is meaningless without ice cream.
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And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breath
-George Gordon Byron
My poetry
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You like ice cream. You like ice cream. You love it. You cannot resist ice cream. To resist is hopeless. Your existence is meaningless without ice cream.
--
And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breath
-George Gordon Byron
My poetry
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Für einen winzigen Moment war ich wirklich so naiv und dachte, du würdest mich vermissen.
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And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breath
-George Gordon Byron
My poetry
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And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breath
-George Gordon Byron
My poetry
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