WeepingWeeping mournfully is my soulWeeping
My mind betraying my heart
With contented memories of you , Am I to mourn forever the loss of us To painfully remember the contentment Would it not have been easier
To have lost you to the darkness of death Than to have perished in the soullessness of life, I smile at the memories closing my eyes softly As they make my body weaken at the thought
Tears rolling down my cheeks still feeling the loss
The Angel of the MeadowA small angel wanders a quiet meadow as her sent is cast into the windThe Angel of the Meadow
The breeze carries her light fragrance for miles as she hunts a place to sleep
The haze making the color in her wings looks as if it were dripping
She yawns tiredly being barely able to keep her eyes open
Her fragrance soothing the animals of the meadow
A white tigress snuggles up with her cubs keeping them close to her
The weary fragile little angel curls up amid the white tiger cubs
Enormous velvety soft wing tips tainted with a hint of red
Wrapped ab
NymphA creature walks quietly through the forest Her wings fluttering softly behind herNymph
Leaving a soft faint soothing scent of lilacs As she looks upon in wonder and awe at The magnificent that is before her eyes
Seeing all the many colors and texture before her She sits upon a fallen tree trunk to take in the view
Her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders Taking the quiet time to ponder her life as a whole As the forest starts to comes alive around her
Animals looking at her chattering about her The rareness and beauty of such a creature &n
Measure of LifeDreamily walking down the path of lifeMeasure of Life
Whispers of yesterdays pass you by
Great amounts overlooked by rushing Observe the laughter of children playing
Gentle murmurs of people conversing
Life’s inaccurate vision of time left Responsibilities still left so unfinished Words to loved ones yet unspoken
Time absent to amend the wrongs
Life’s existence fulfilled or malnourished
Everytime You GoAlmost filled with dreams, but now they run in streams, down a face so blindsided.Everytime You Go
Wishing you came back, or let something happen differently, All I have become is an unfolded napkin.
I'm on my knees, praying that you would come back to me, knowing you may never think about it.
Tell me everything you feel, I want to be the one that can be there, let me share one more memory
before you fully dissapear.
Everytime that someone leaves, We cry ourselves to sleep. I promised it might pass me by, but you ingraved it in m
She Begins To FallShe Begins To FallShe Begins To Fall
The last thread of hope sparks and goes out She cant breathe anymore for she feels nothing Not even the pain can penetrate her anymore She despairs, losing grip of all the things she loves
They don’t understand her, people would say its depression She cant turn to face that right now She doesn’t want to live, living only to die Stealing time from others peoples lives
Expecting them to make it right, to clear the mess So she can start again But now its different She doesn’t want help, because they want to help And wont be touch
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