The SnowballThe snowball gathers its flakes one by one, Allegiant forces can be harder undone, A mesh of sleet is all that shall become.The Snowball
Parting gravity is our utmost fight,
One which provokes an enduring delight,
A shimmering sparkle against the arctic air,
Can a snowflake ever guest appear?
Dissect its ends with a Spartan’s spear?
Or does it become the one that tried,
Crucified and simply tossed aside.
I can see the future now, Snowball I have made my decision you cow.
A letter to my future selfDear Sir,A letter to my future self
Or no name if I may,
I hope you are having a gratifying day,
I write this as I see you walking through the town,
I’m getting dizzy from those faces wheeling around,
A success in life and through your mind,
You are completing what I now have to find,
Once I heard Branson wrote himself a cheque,
I hope you still have yours,
I’m sorry if it bounces as I didn’t put numbers,
But what you have is far greater now.
You live by the sun and rejoice by the moonlight,
Every da
short but bitterA mask is worn by a classic clown,short but bitter
Hiding the lacerations far deep down,
A man awakes with the frail purity of a boy,
A girl is startled by her elongating shadow,
She slams her eyes.
A teacher screams away his fear,
Humanity has come along but is still far from near.
1460The number is merely a fraction of your time spent on this earth, On this day, vivid memories are given rebirth, Time and time again you remerge, A paranormal thought, In a simple prayer, You are envisaged from afar, But we are missing those shadows, smiles and smells.1460
I hope you can see us all for what we are today, There is a blanket of comfort, Knowing you are serving at the checkout, But a splinter of sharp doubt, What If I don’t see you about? These words flow so well, But the feeling inside is torn and shredded letting out a whimper of hell,
Should I Understand?Morning sun seeping through Glowing within my inner eyes Wishing they would open And see you again Now it’s only your shadow Haunting Flowers on a hillside Feeding off our tears Come and tell me its true I’ll only believe you Tell me your presenceShould I Understand?
Has parted from my life Ripped from my tightly sown thread Devoured with internal pain Extended unanswered questions How’s your soul today? Does it feel alone? Come rejoin me
On my quest for strength Guide me right Like a formations of birds Soaring In arrows of direc
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avatar by *candysores, thanks!
yo dude!!
so....gna put summin up XD
i shall add you and keep a watchful eye on you
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