TheTroubleThere's some major trouble with me, you see ...TheTrouble by ~AggroMiau
Cause I don't wanna be alone, but I just can't get along.
...always quarrel ~ always pain...
Guilt and Rage driving me much more insane than I already am.
I try to keep a constant wall between my heart and the others at all.
But nonetheless I long so much for their comfort and their touch.
Loneliness tears me apart, but to build up relations I dare not to start.
I've never learned the basic rules of socializing in my youth.
All that I know now about life ... this bitter wisdom had a salty price...
It's still daring me to fake and hide my 'real me' for myself.
...not if I had any idea which part of me 'realy me'...
CHAPTER THREE: ANGERCHAPTER THREE: ANGERCHAPTER THREE: ANGER by ~S-C-O-R-C-H-95
In the shadow of another dying day on a small patch of land protected from the wind by Bishop's hotel, the townspeople gathered. They were still, sand slowly burying their feet as if it were trying to drag them under. The shutters of the hotel rattled and the whole town gently creaked as the wind insensitively broke the silence. It whistled and whooshed across the tops of dunes; slowly taking what they were bit by bit and creating something similar but new in another place. Bishop stood strong and silent staring over his son's coffin and beyond the hazy horizon. On Bishop's right Kendry stood staring at the coffin, guilt continuing its attempt to overwhelm him, and on Bishop's left his wife shook gently against his arm; her face was the wettest thing for miles. The rest of the townspeople, whom all knew each other like family, comforted one another with shoulders to cry on and gentle touches. That is, except for one, unique individual who lingered at the back, in l
SimplicityAt the early stages simplicity is key,Simplicity by ~shadow-sunshine
to opening up the doors,
to a heart thats full,
a whole, perfect unscathed heart.
You dont need fancy diamonds,
endless pearls on strings,
and other trivial things,
You don't need pretty red roses,
or sunshine daffodils,
To find the heart you want to love
all you really need is the will.
All you need is to be open,
don't close your heart away,
you need the hope,
you need to say,
you think you'll never stray.
Don't make me any promises,
you never plan to keep,
And never,ever say you love me,
when its the exit you plan to seek.
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