

Have my heart for lunchMy heart beated on,Have my heart for lunch
but in my head, for sure I was dead A strange cracking sound and black tears streaked
thick oozing lines of pain dribbled down my chin and fell away my hands shook, frantic, screams of rage in my head limbs limp with horror head heavy with grief and all because of.. of a one person who, tore out my heart and threw it away.


Inside thy mindHands fall to my lap pen strays aside my thoughts prod gently in the head which they reside and nothing has been said the tears have stopped by now never knowing why they're shed And I'm very confused as to how the tongue that once shouted out words which should be said I'm screaming on the inside about these feelings in my head.Inside thy mind


A touch upon the soulWhen i'm smiling when I'm sighing when im trying and when i'm cryingA touch upon the soul
You're always right there To make me see what is in reality
Not that I'm foolish A little obtuse espcially when
I take his abuse
When I'm upset angry, mad And think nothing, will make me glad
Your voice is all it takes to realize i'm not stupid or daft I've made a mistake


Merry christmas girlSo the little girl was over joyed, her mom had called! And wanted a visit. A christmas visit, what could be more fun? The hassle of the airports was nothing, not with the glee held inside and so the little girl traversed, how cute was her pride. Upon her arrival (she was over joyed) her Mom was two hours later because she failed to check the flight. The girl was undaunted, she smiled and nodded. It was ok really… but left her feeling haunted. The next days passed her by, and every night there was a cry. Not from her eyes but from her very soul, something was just not right.Merry christmas girl
It happened Christmas day, after a nap
Hollow

A Fighters Fate - CompletePart 1 - Demon WarA Fighters Fate - Complete
A mystic axe, A lightning strike, A single uttered word. . .
For damage done, The web is spun, The devil's spell is heard. . .
A sharpened blade, A lightning bolt, A Demon in the mist. . .
For bleeding cuts, To turn to dust, To fight with magic fist. . .
The horde has fed, A feast of flesh, An army they did break. . .
With strangled breath, Last soldier dies, A kingdom now to take. . .
With fighting done, The horde move on, As march they celebrate. . .
of a nightmare
Funny, the things you can find on one's computer.
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