Am I Wrong?They’re probably right. Not that I’m wrong, but they probably are. My opinions cast away. My thoughts led astray. And I’m left with nothing but a soar heart.Am I Wrong?
So I’m outnumbered and we’re all in agreement. Fair enough but I’m left. Go it alone, Adjust the tone. I’m out, I get it, but don’t patronise me.
Now my eyes soar, you know why. They just won’t listen: I won’t change my mind. But still they say: ‘Are you okay?’ I’m not, I’m not, I’m not.
Well I’ve locked myself away now. Listening to old depressing music. Asks a song
MemoryI held you in my arms as you asked me to stay Took determination as I tore myself away You wonder why I love you when you do this shit to me It’s happened before just like old memoryMemory
Now I try to get in touch but you don’t return my calls What did I do wrong to make you ignore me Everything I said and did came from the heart It never feels like life now we’re always apart
And every time I close my eyes I see your face All those old memories shifting out of place Can’t you see what you’re doing to me? Doing to me Breaking my heart, you’re killing me
I
He Waits...He frowned at the floor, eyes aching from staring at the screen so much. Her image in front of him with a smile that gleamed with beauty, his arm on her shoulder, hers on his waist. Happy. That was a three or four year old picture, back when they were as good as a couple. The newer one sat next to it was less than a year old, she held hands with a different person. He glanced at the screen and back at the floor. He felt his nose block up and upper lip stiffen. His eyes were not aching from looking at the screen. He missed her so much, even though she was with him just an hour ago. They entertained each other, talked, played games and watchedHe Waits...
Triviality: Chapter 1Felysta woke from her dream. Though she did not miss her brother, their last encounter still haunted her like a nightmare. Though nine years had passed, the memory still roused her to a cold sweat. She turned and reached to her left, stretching through the darkness with her right hand. Finding a table, she rummaged around to feel her scimitar. She pulled it across the bed, and set it upon her chest with a sigh of relief. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she drew in her surroundings: the same old, cramped room. Nothing much inside: a small single bed, a desk and a wooden chair were enough to live with. She turned over to face the door, sTriviality: Chapter 1
Well, pretty busy actually...
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I wanted to destroy something beautiful....
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And I died yesterday.
glad you liked the pic
tootles
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Saw the film the other night, brilliant film! I really want to see the original, just for comparison! But if you're going to see a film, make it this one!
Thanks for noticing ~acidround, no-one else reads this stuff!
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i want a
did you get my email inviting you? its an occasion to make merry!
so long sex god
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I wanted to destroy something beautiful....
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