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Together ForeverAll of the pain you've been through
All of the fights we've experienced
My love for you still remains true
Although we've been distanced
I said I love you and you love me
I can't stand to lose you again.
That's why your soul will be above me
You'll finally be out of your pain then
I will end your pain for you. Permanently
No more worrying. No more crying.
It'll be just you, me and an eternity
I won't have to worry about you lying
Oh, but you'll be lying with me, not to me
Spending all the time in the world with me
Just you and me. Together forever.
You said you love me. Was what you said true?
Would you give your life to me?
I guess you don't have a choice now do you
Unheard painNo matter what, I've always felt empty
Almost Like I had no purpose or substance
I just want to be happy already
Everyone else has it in abundance
I go through a useless copy-paste routine
I have many problems and emotions unseen
But does anyone care nor do they understand?
Everyone I know and their claims are bland
They don't know me or what I've been through
I smile to hide the negativity my pain brings me
It's the way I've been raised It's all I can do
I'm took weak and I don't want anyone to see
My life is like a road. No ups or downs. Just pavement
All my friends have everything that my life doesn't.
Women, money, happiness, you name it they got it
And I'm just here, sitting in the dark typing to myself
I'm tearing up just thinking about what I want to admit
That's why people don't hear me say it. I keep it inside.
Like a demon looming over it's victim I'm silent about my troubles
The world wouldn't care anyway. I'm just a drop of water in the sea of life.
Who would care to
Gifted:Chapter 4 Oh great. So he was going to go ahead and panic? What was it that was forcing the stone composure of Lecs to shatter? Well, only one way to find out. Dante turned his head, and then his entire body so that he could behold the sight of the flames together in the grass. Wait,how was the grass not-- never mind. He wasn't gonna question nature anymore. Being able to lift stuff with his mind didn't really leave him much room to question physics anymore. Plus all that was going on didn't really scream normal so he shouldn't even be surprised by this.The contained flames started in the grass and as expected formed a pair feet with sandals, moving on up to form the slender,feminine legs of this female covered by her jeans. Her arms, torso, and eventually her head were all formed. She had on a white shirt with a few rips and the tail was halfway burned. The light complexion of this female almost shined in the sunlight as her red hair and matching red eyes glared intently at Dante.
Gifted:Chapter 3Looks like his life took a turn for the weird when he left home a few months ago. Survival wasn't that hard but now he had to realize all those situations his powers would've came in handy for when he was back at home. Like getting the remote when he was feeling really lazy. Fending off attacks from his mom. Choking people like some sort of ninja from across the room with just a pinch of your fingers. Magic tricks, ruling the world, so on and so forth. He could sit here all day and come up with different ways to utilize his powers for the sake of laziness and self gain but apparently Lecs here expected him to be all responsible and hone his powers so that he could help him or something. After killing that eyeless hound thing he felt maybe he could use his powers for something other then making himself look cool and powerful. Defending himself was one. But, what he wanted to know was what the Monachus, monks, old people or whatever he was supposed to call t
Gifted:Chapter 2A few hours had passed since the explosion. And unfortunately for everyone inside the building at the time, it was nothing but a pile of rubble. Dante, with the willpower of a blood thirsty shark, slowly began to rise out of the rubble, lifting large pieces of debris so that he could stand. As he made his way out he could only think about where he went wrong:taunting that lion or following Lecs into this deranged town.He finally was able to stand tall. His brown eyes scanned the area and unfortunately there weren't as many people around as before. He didn't completely wreck the town but it wasn't anything that these people couldn't bounce back from.....right? Well, it was there fault for expecting him to know what to do so suddenly in the first place! Speaking which, what were they Talking about when they brought up " The Gift" he had? If they really did unlock the "Gift" inside of him then maybe he should be able to use it. Lecs was talking about that it
Gifted:Chapter 1Have you ever felt like you were living for a purpose you haven't found yet? A larger cause that you weren't aware of? Dante felt that way. He felt like that all the time. Seventeen and out of the house was a lot and it changed a guy. He had to become more athletic to survive. Smarter to get around. But, sometimes it just wasn't enough. Losing your mother and now the world was his. When he lost his mom he saw it as a chance to leave his local city and set out. He didn't know where he was going, he just knew he wasn't going to stay home and mope. He had nothing but the clothes on his back and what little knowledge of nature he had.
Dante was a tall boy. About 5'11, he had dark complexion, brown eyes, and a nice head of black hair that hung just below his ears. It's been about three weeks since he's left home so his build has went from slender to slightly muscular. Nothing too impressive. Yet. Currently, he had on a pair of jeans, some low grade sneakers, an
BrokenI'm not broken,
Just a little bent.
All those words you've spoken,
Just left me a little dent.
My heart isn't shattered,
It just has a crack.
Sore, bruised, and battered,
But my tears I hold back.
Please don't worry about me.
I'm fine, I swear.
I just want you to see,
That I'm still able to be repaired.
Even though I'm hurt, damaged, and weakened,
Even though I've felt so much pain.
It doesn't mean I'm truly beaten,
It just means that I'll need a little help again.
Bad HabitI think I was your drink of fine wine,
only used when needed from time to time
I'd get you tipsy, as stars collide
Your drunk, slurred words
blending in with mine
(I couldn't even comprehend
when you said it wouldn't happen again)
I think I was your cigarette break
when anxiety filled,
from me, you'd take
One puff here, and one puff there
(I could barely hear
when you said, "I'm sorry, dear")
I think I was your line of cocaine,
thinking I'd be there to ease your pain
I'd bring you higher,
head suspended in clouds
(So I knew it was fake,
when you said, "It was my mistake")
I think I was your bad habit,
and ignorantly, you were mine
You continue to relapse, my dear
But rest assured:
I won't this time.
You were my first
I fell in, immersed
A world of excitement
I smile, extatic
You were fantastic
You were my heart
silly, but smart
Make time slow
I don't want you to go
You always told me
It took some time
I must admit
At first I thought
You wouldn't fit
But now I miss it's true
when the Doctor was you
So before you go
I hope you know
You put on quite a show
Is it too much to ask?I don't understand what's wrong with me today.
It feels like all my of friends have drifted too far away.
I've tried to be strong and fix all I've wronged
But nothing goes according to plan.
And I just want to back up, stop and start over again.
And these days are the loneliest of my life.
It feels like something is wrong but everything seems alright.
Are they trying to avoid me because of being me?
The past is the past but I hope I'm not history...
All I want is someone to talk and stay...with me.
Is it too much to ask for a little time and company?
HealingHaving the courage to seek forgiveness
Even when things are rough and when
All seems to be
It might take time but
Numbing the pain will make it sting longer and
Grow uncontrollably bigger.
Is not real,
What you say,
Is not what you feel.
Make you rot,
"Who am I?
What am I not?"
Are an illusion,
They give you nothing,
Nothing but confusion.
Blinds the wise,
There is no vision,
In your eyes.
Is the greatest lie,
There is no feeling,
After you die.
Which we create,
Drain our life,
Leave us with hate.
And I have nothing but vanity,
Since nothing is real,
Not even reality.
Maiden of the Olive Oil TreeMaiden of the olive oil tree -
caryatid body, color of cream,
how do you fare against the crumbling temple?
How do you fare against the pressure
weighting upon your chest?
For you have long kept this temple,
broken like a mother.
You have long adorned it
with your cultivated crest.
But when the framework falters -
the foundation all decaying -
will you climb the olive branches,
free, no more inept?
And bathe in oil satin,
to smooth the ancient scarring,
as time releases tension
from your ankles to your breasts.
Boy of the PastSo, tell me, Boy of the Past
Was it worth it in the end
To sit there and pretend
Like the present wouldn’t disappear?
And the future wouldn’t ever near?
Was it worth it to keep those regrets in your life?
The ones you held onto with so much strife?
The ones you couldn’t ever forget?
The ones you couldn’t ever admit?
Was it worth it to hold on
To the pain you placed upon
Yourself with no forgiveness?
Like it was no one else’s business
Was it worth it to see through
The true and only you?
You looked in the mirror and regarded
Only an image that was greatly marréd
Was it worth it to ignore
What, for you, had been still in store?
A life you deemed had no meaning
The regrets constantly intervening
Was it worth it to use that mask?
And never, ever ask?
Bear it all on your own?
Surrounded, yet all alone
Was it worth it to chain
Yourself to all your pain?
To wallow in your shame?
You yourself the one you blamed
Because as I stand here and observe
In the cas
FreedomThose days when you don't know what to do
You're sitting there wondering if anyone cares
You start to feel like all those bad things are true
Nothing is getting easier in your daily affairs
Your emotions begin to overwhelm you
The smallest things spark the anger inside
Not to mention your composure falls through
You realize the darkness you live alongside
My emotions eat me alive like a raging beast
I can't keep up this false facade much longer
The evil in me is having a delicious feast
I can't see the light or myself getting stronger
I want to simply die and be done with it
I know no one will think about or miss me
Society is the only place I'll never fit
I just wish that everyone I know could see
That I don't ask for much. Just some loyalty
Now I'm asking for a way out. Knife or gun
At least in my last moments I'll have some fun
Good bye society and all the anxiety you caused me
Good bye world and all the misfortune you brought me
Good bye you fake friends and the tears you tore from
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