Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
the cut. Then she finished, the end.
colorful sectors of your mind.
besides my daughter is good food.
when you think you have every reason not to.
will eventually turn into a malignancy.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
and a jungle is your position on the food chain.
before she realized it was gone.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Gods' God; Evils' Destroyer; Passionate Lover; Fierce Warrior; Consummate Dancer; Charismatic Leader; Quick Temper; Incorruptible.
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The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
if you really think about it, the old get young.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
Just go, soon we will be strangers again.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
I will stab you in the throat with my fork.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
You will anyway, no matter how I feel.
where, on the stone floor, lay Jingo.
Shame I can't think of any to write today.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
but deep down where no one sees sadness takes over completely.
one all the time it's not easy.
Decided to give it a shot. Fine work, me.
that draws me near you once again and it's exciting...
near the fountainhead of fifteen.
but if I'm wrong: I don't deserve him.
shielded with headphones turned on the highest volume.
But promises... are made to be broken.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
attempt to devour our happy souls.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
for you, if that is what you want, my love.
cat. I hope my neighbor learns this time...
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
even on your darkest and most hurtful moments.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
pill, $15 and Shawn was gone, once more.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
..I feel so much yet feel so little.
with the brush of your lips.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.