I use your mascara flooded tears
As ink for my pen
A pot full supplied as I suggest
That we still remain friends
I dip the flight feathered quill
Into those murky tears
The ivory parchment paper
Will soak them up nicely my dear
I use your powder based foundation
As I'm ashamed of these scars
There is no foundation to my pain
So how did it get this far
I paint 'love' and I paint 'hate'
On to manicured finger nails
You make up your pretty face
Before you make up another tale
I use your ruby red lipstick
To tell you of my curse
Wrote 'redrum' on the mirror
You see 'murder' in reverse
Make me up to be beautiful
Before these
Bringer of the Night:
Born from the kiss of a goddess
And drenched in the cauldron of lies.
He emerged as a being of entropy
Bearing the mark of flies...
His wings were made from crow-like feathers
Black as the dust of the night.
His fangs were laden with horrid infection
Made from the stone of blight.
A single bite, was poison enough
And soon they began to change...
The children loved by the lady in white
Soon they became deranged.
Powerful beings of might and magic
They soared through the moonlit sky!
They flew amongst the twinkling stars
But their gift was a burning lie...
Falling to the ground like choking insects
Crawli
331. Pirate-
Jack cursed loudly as his favorite wrench was chucked at his head, cracking viciously across his skull while his mother shrieked, "Get out of here, you-you butt-pirate, you!"
Wincing at the brutal headache he now had as he slunk away from his own home in defeat, the goth was, therefore, considerably surprised to see his lover standing in front of him, decked out in full pirate-garb (as he himself soon was with a crackle of Heylin magic), the man speaking firmly, "I know you are scum, but even scum has dignity! Hold your head high, cabin boy, shoulders back. I expect to see you in my quarters in no more than twenty minutes, else
You are young, they say
Don't hurry, don't cry
But it feels like the world is
Passing me by
Happy for others
On their big days, I try
Not to feel like the world is
Passing me by
I laugh and I smile
As I wave them goodbye
Still feels like the world is
Passing me by
My heart is confused
I always ask why
Why it feels like the world is
Passing me by
...
Never a bridesmaid
Never a bride
Feels like the world is
Passing me by
You look at him,
He looks at you.
All you can do is look away
Because whenever you look at him
You realize he'll never be yours.
And one day you're going to lose him
To a girl who's better than you,
Prettier than you.
No matter how much you wish before going to sleep
No matter how much you dream of being his
He'll never be yours.
Every time you close your eyes
You see the same pair of green eyes,
And that same mysteriously shy smile.
That makes your heart skip a beat
He's perfect, you think.
"Maybe he doesn't deserve you." They say.
Maybe,
Or maybe they've got it all wrong.
Yes, it isn't that he doesn't deserve me, it's al
The Legendary Thunder Wolf by WordOfChen, literature
Literature
The Legendary Thunder Wolf
The Legendary Thunder Wolf:
In the darkest of times his tale is told.
The Thunder Wolf of legends old...
He came from the mountains on a stormy night
To save the Lycans from a dire plight...
Our race was young and growing still
Born into the world by Luna's will.
She gave us hearts of the purest light
And told us that the world was bright.
But Luna was a child, small and naive;
She saw the good in which she believed.
Sadly for us, we lived the truth;
As we were hunted for fang and tooth.
Knowing nothing of weapons or war
We were slaved and broken to our very core.
It was then that he came, hammer in hand
And he swore to us to
Fighting, thats our relationship. It started with her silly obsession of getting my mask off and showing everyone that she was as good a ninja as I was. Proving to everyone that she could do anything she set her mind to. At first I thought she was just an annoying little girl who was always in my way. But as time went by I realized how much I needed her in my life.
Because before she started her rivalry I was just fighting with myself, with the memories of my past. All those ghosts that use to haunt my dreams soon started to fade away and I became human again. But when you become human you started to fight something else.
Your feeling
Sharp blades to the skin
Sharp darts to the heart
Drink water to make you thin
He tore your world apart
Reflections of a former self
Indelibly etched on your memory
Take those thoughts and emotions
and share each one of them with me
I will put them with my own
My lies, my deceit, my sin
Kiss your scars, heal the wounds
of your perfect skin
Kiss your scars, heal your heart
Taste your blood on my lips
My heart now beats as one with yours
For each other we now choose to exist
I cross my arms and take a sigh
I wish these hours would go by
One two three and then a pop
Oh my god, no, please stop
You look at me and give a smile
This is never going to be worth while
I hold my hand out for the gum
You shake your head and stick out your tongue
Three two one and then a pop
Listen now, you better stop!
I move one over from my seat
You move one closer right by me
You blow a bubble, I roll my eyes
You won't do it if you're wise
Took one quick second and another pop
I yelled out this has to stop!
I reached for the gum inside your mouth
You pull away and start to pout
Pop pop pop, ugh, not again
Give me the