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The BurdenThe burden's like a pebble shining up from the sand, The kind person who wants to help is the child who stops, Dazzled. The burden's a pretty pebble, sparkling like a diamond in the rough. The kind person is the child who picks it up and puts it in their pocket. At first you can't walk by leaving it there, at first you have to do something, at first it doesn't seem heavy, at first you don't mind carrying it with you. Though as time drifts on and you walk further there are more pebbles. Though as time crawls on the weight grows unbearable. Though as time ticks on long to just throw the stones asThe Burden
by ~AngelofDarkShadows
Lost for wordsLost for words, my breath is taken away. Feels like suffocation, wrapped in this glorious melancholy. Reading what's on my heart, so tragically beautiful. Yet complete nonsense, touches my soul with such intensity. Moving me like no other, I feel the tears well. Exposed, completely bared, nothing to hide behind. Passion and heartbreak, overwhelming me with sensations. All I can think of is this, rapturous yet completely desolate feeling. I am under the spell. And I do not long to be set free.Lost for words
by ~AngelofDarkShadows
War in the street tonightThere's a war in the street tonight, Raindrops beating down on the pavement, Like hands upon the war drums booming, Far, far into the distance of this dark and sombre night.War in the street tonight
There's a war in the street tonight, Lightening tearing across the sky, Like gunpowder firing from great cannons, Far, far into the distance of this dark and sombre night.
There's a war in the street tonight, The dim street lights glows with light, Like the searchlights of a plane loaded with bombs, High up in the sky of this dark and sombre night.
There's a war in the street toni
by ~AngelofDarkShadows
Ode to a tissueSoft and gentle, delicate in both body and spirit. You needed me. Catching the tears, wept in heartache. I comforted you, throughout painful memories. Torn into pieces, with one touch. As I lay discarded here, broken. Saturated in sadness, you will never need me again. I will never be the same. Only ever do I share pain. Only ever do I share sorrow. Only ever needed in your misery. Humble servant to sadness.Ode to a tissue
by ~AngelofDarkShadows
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- Interests: Music, Poetry, People, Photography
- Favourite movie: Nightmare Before Christmas
- Favourite band or musician: HIM and Metallica
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite artist: Luis Royo - his work is amazing! and Collette Ellis - she is an artist and always will be.
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe <3
- Favourite photographer: Lewis Jones and Steph Rodgers
- Favourite style of art: Classic Black and White photography
- Operating System: Vista
- MP3 player of choice: My Phone
- Shell of choice: er... oyster shell?
- Wallpaper of choice: The type you on your wall
- Skin of choice: My own of course
- Favourite game: Bubble Breaker
- Favourite gaming platform: Computer... :s
- Favourite cartoon character: Vincent from the animated short of the same name
- Personal Quote: Meow
- Tools of the Trade: A pen, and some paper... sometimes a computer
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Ver reisa ku'chae. Kem surah, she'tani.
(Your soul calls. Mine answers, beloved. ~ The Tarien Soul book series)
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I found my redemption only when I broke.
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Always stand your ground.
But if you must run, run fast!
Never let the darkness catch you.
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I found my redemption only when I broke.
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Always stand your ground.
But if you must run, run fast!
Never let the darkness catch you.
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