

The KiteI am the paper, stick, and string, Strung like a beacon in the sky. Red sheet a-flitting in the wind, My tail, to drag, and you to guide.The Kite
The azure firmament above, The noisy cityscape below. I fear no fall, nor drop, nor dive; You guide me well, I trust, I know.
Yet when I snagged upon a tree, My coat ungracefully torn, Upon the grassy earth you sat; My passingdid you mourn?


NeglectGagged, boundNeglect
I screamreach out for you.
Deaf and blindfolded
You cannot, will not hear me.
Cut into my soul and feed
On my agony.
Musical, lyrical screamingand
Beautiful, eclectic yells of pain.
Bastard child of God and Satan
Who cares for this lost soul?


The QuietThe blackness of the quietThe Quiet
How its thick fog suffocates
Choking smog of silence
Impenetrable hate
Gasping desperately for air
In this ocean of despair
Scream to break this atmosphere
Tension stretching fine and sheer
Frightful, loveless quiet
Lonely, blinding solitude
Reach out to kill this silence
Don't let it destroy you
: )
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Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. (Nathaniel Hawthorne)
How are you, my lamb, my sweetheart, my darling, my own? I've missed you wayyy too much. It's been so long since we've spoken. I'm in Thailand right now. Staying in Bangkok with my cousins over Christmas. Will be back in Burma by January. In the meantime I won't be able to speak with you as often and it'll pain me so. T-T
Well, I'll think of you though, precious.
Lots of love,
Your Evie.
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Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. (Nathaniel Hawthorne)
I'm new too! Actually, I just joined a few days ago.
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-Dragolux
"The Force is strong with this one."
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Blame the cruel Art of Pretension .
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