We. Are. NEVER EVER EVER getting back together.
Thank you for making me realize that.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Hmmm
Posted by DreamerTitania at 9:52 AM 0 comments
Lolita Love
Throughout it all I am nothing but this
Paper-thin skin and ink splattered lips
I watch distantly through hazy eyes
From the proffered wine I take a sip
Paper-thin skin and ink splattered lips
I watch distantly through hazy eyes
From the proffered wine I take a sip
Like parchment pages printed fate
Torment and anger reside
I never love I lust I hate
As the sea turns into tide
Torment and anger reside
I never love I lust I hate
As the sea turns into tide
Because I feel like Lolita
From the pages of the book
My coaxes, innocence divine
A smile was all it took
You see you see you see me
As I glance the other way
You think that you can tame me
But I’m just an actress in this play
From the pages of the book
My coaxes, innocence divine
A smile was all it took
You see you see you see me
As I glance the other way
You think that you can tame me
But I’m just an actress in this play
Fierce forbidden hateful kisses
and a touch so close so far
Rough sandpaper scrapes my throat
I add it to my scars
and a touch so close so far
Rough sandpaper scrapes my throat
I add it to my scars
I walk by the light of the moon
Forever yearning for the sun
The light is too bright too real
As I wait for stars to come
Forever yearning for the sun
The light is too bright too real
As I wait for stars to come
You say too old too young
I say it’s nothing to me
The soul the heart the mind
Is what cannot be seen to see
I say it’s nothing to me
The soul the heart the mind
Is what cannot be seen to see
I dance on this merry-go-round
called life, it’s all a twisted song
A chessboard full of tricks and turns
No Queen will you find here, just a pawn
called life, it’s all a twisted song
A chessboard full of tricks and turns
No Queen will you find here, just a pawn
So touch me one last time
Before you turn away
The hunter’s prey I am, in kind
And as always, here to stay.
Before you turn away
The hunter’s prey I am, in kind
And as always, here to stay.
Breezy Brignall 2012
Posted by DreamerTitania at 8:57 AM 0 comments
My life
“I’m done,” she’s says to me. “I can’t do this anymore.”
I look back at her, crystalline tears dripping from my makeshift heart. I wonder, what is life? What is worth living for, if your existence seems so dismal and bleak?
And I say to her,
“LIVE. For me, for them, for everyone. Because if you don’t, you will never be able to prove to yourself and everyone else that YOU MADE IT.”
Posted by DreamerTitania at 8:34 AM 0 comments
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