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je suis desole My heart aches. My undeniable desire has been merely a whisper in my ear almost constantly during my waking hours... but now that I leave my mind and body idle...it strikes in full force.je suis desole
I am reverting again...this time with much greater control, but reverting nonetheless. The bonds that hold the animal inside me, the great beast of my passions, have loosened...and I no longer hold the key. It has been foolish of me to try and supress what is in my heart...it is the same mistake that I has led me and those I care for into such torture in the past...
but what can I do?
by ~annielove16
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love monologuei am not interested in my mind you are not interested in my heartlove monologue
our words dance, leaping, stepping, flowing, stopping; as we frantically pull ourselves into a desperate embrace.
the meaning of 'i-love-you' is not universally accepted.
it is individually relevant.
we pull, press, fumble as our bodies lock together, out minds melting into the unknown void of passion.
love-at-first-sight is the most common folly of the romantically handicapped.
red, hot, lust, want flash behind your eyelids, in time to the frantic beat of you
by ~indie-isnt-indie
don't bend too far.keep breathing,don't bend too far.
they tell you, but
you are tracing your self-inflicted scars, lit up by moonlight. you are dancing recklessly, eyes closed, waiting to collide with something, anything. you are closed ears, icy blood, darkened dreams, almost-broken lungs, and they say
keep breathing, keep breathing,
but you have no time to listen to things you don't understand.
.
horror stories seem much brighter at night,
and hope fades in comparison. see, you have glass running through your veins, waiting to pierce your h
by ~Amertie
somewhere, someday.one.somewhere, someday.
you always said we'd make it somewhere, someday.
three.
you also said, 'that day never should have happened.'
'that day' was when you led me into the forest, eyes closed, my hand in yours. it was the day you smiled at me like i was something beautiful.
it was when we counted the clouds in each other's eyes, and we prayed for the moment to never end. it was the day the sun couldn't stop shining and it was the day i found hope just to lose it again.
it was the day you said, 'i love you'.
'but that day,' you remind me, 'never should have happen
by ~Amertie
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- Current Residence: nine one six, california
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: s
- Interests: poetry, art of any kind
- Favourite movie: V for vendetta, all Saw movies
- Favourite band or musician: scary kids scaring kids
- Favourite genre of music: death metal, techno
- Favourite artist: Alexander Kharmalov
- Favourite style of art: dark art
- Skin of choice: my own
- Personal Quote: sometimes we build up walls. Not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to tear them down.
- Tools of the Trade: photoshop
- Email: annielove16@hotmail.com
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