

TorturesomeSpitting vague stares in, I see Your pale green burning flames speak out to me. Less sterling patterns are easier to numb. Passion lacking in my sour thumb. It is pressed deep into my own wounds. I bear my coldness that fills me too soon. From my still icy breath, Holding, Contemplating what we have. Dreams of another tortures me while time continues to pass. It is torturesome to relish the thought Of the longing toad I've always fought. His ebony torched fire Enrages an enchanted deep volcanic desire. And he doesn't even know this. All it takes is a yesTorturesome
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Pain In Breathing In PainIt hurts to breathe when you feel there's no reason To breathe, smile, or live She can smile They have ones who wishes it so But I cannot Where are the vocals? Broken in ivory keys and played like a melody Nothing vocal And I cannot feel it Melancholic calling An alcoholic theme Of a song that won't end And it plays and plays While the oven seems so appealing Bring it in 2nd degree burns That keeps tears from flowing Whispers in my ear That's the longing of a toad No kisses to bring it all to life Emotional pain that's worse thanPain In Breathing In Pain


Let it dieHe was standing by a broken me, My eyes were glistening with tears, He was looking at me, I was damned by the dark, coming overhead, As he spoke with a voice that, Hurt me inside, He said no more us, Its such a bitter shame, If only I could wrap you in my arms, And let us shine, And all he said; Let it die, Let it die, But I can never bring myself to let it die.Let it die
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"Rejoice in the Lord always, and again I say REJOICE!" Philippians 4:4
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"That's what happens when you play catch without arms."
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