Hiyas all!Cousin:
Awesome poets (Yami's suggestions):
Witch
Underneath ColoursUnderneath colours,Underneath Colours
are hidden words, that seek help, under it's own circumstances.
Life itself, has its consequences, and life brought words, to colours.
Even colours so beautiful, has danger underneath it, of which if you look hard, you can see.
Colours so light, so pretty, so bright, are poisonous, among colours of man and woman.
So look hard, and see what's there, under beauty, is danger....
of colours
the "Lie"When I first saw you, You really made my day. Because you looked so sexy, I didn’t even know what to say.the "Lie"
You have that tan skin, And sexy longish dark brown hair. Your smile just completed it, But I wouldn’t even dare.
But I tried, and couldn’t help myself, So I asked my cousin what to do. And when he found out who you were, He had told me that he knew you.
We both know, What happened next. You asked me if I liked you, And I said yes.
So now I am your girlfriend, And you are my boyfriend. But I just hope, &n
A Secret LoveI got a little secret, And it has to do with you, But I don't find the way to tell you, All that my heart is going throughA Secret Love
I never thought I’d feel this, I thought you were my boyfriend, And I know I have no hope, I know our hearts will never again blend
I wish I could tell you, All the feelings that my heart keeps, But I know that I have no chance with you, You'll never be with me
You are happy, You have another girl, And I'm only a simple ex-friend, She for you means your world
So, I guess I
Neverending RainNeverending RainNeverending Rain
I look up at the sky, and see the tumble of clouds and they rush by, the rain that pours
down on my face and mixes with the salt of my tears the land as it’s beaten by the pounding rain.
I’m all... all alone here... I...
I’m sorry... if perhaps... I’m to strange... too happy... to stupid... too silly... and I’m sorry... that you hate me...
I feel so sad. I’m sorry, do you hate that too? I’m sorry... I’m trying... I’m sorry...
Phantom Poem 22“Tell Me, Dear Monsieur” for MySweetPhantomPhantom Poem 22
With these others all around you, it is an easy matter to dispel your fears of the shadows that follow you around, creeping closer at the very edge of your vision. With all these around you, you feel so safe, like there is safety in... numbers...
But don’t you see it? The shadows that you fear so much are closing in on you... They are singling you out, isolating you from them, those that protect you. You owe them something... You owe the shad
Loneliest Side to LoveThe loneliest side of Love (Patrice’s song)Loneliest Side to Love
For Claire-sama C: You didn’t have any Patrice art, so I drew you Patrice. You didn’t have any Patrice poems, so I wrote a song.
I’m sitting in the dark surrounded by shadows that laugh at me, that keep taunting me, reminding me that I lost the only thing I ever fought to keep. I only wish that there was something to show for my efforts besides my barely beating, broken heart...
(Chorus thingy...) It wasn’t a fair fight! I had lost before I could
even cha
kai-tai
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *goes to deliver some threatening O.G. notes*
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Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
Who was that pointy eared bastard?
Are you out of your Vulcan mind?!
I can do zat! I can do zat!!
You've got Numb-tongue?
Do they have sandwiches there?
Icon by *swenj
Love ya too, girl!
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Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
Who was that pointy eared bastard?
Are you out of your Vulcan mind?!
I can do zat! I can do zat!!
You've got Numb-tongue?
Do they have sandwiches there?
Icon by *swenj
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