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Moment Of Silence
i see night's fire in your eyes,
your soul shines through, illuminates the sky,
so here we sit and speak of old times,
but will it warm us when the fire dies?
what went wrong, where were you?
i wont forget, i will remember to,
silence myself when i hear your name,
i'll take the blame...
i still miss you
cold breeze blows across your face,
this smoke, it keeps me in this place,
slowly our steps we'll retrace,
backwards we'll wander through this maze,
what went wrong, where were you?
i wont forget, i will remember to,
silence myself when i hear your name,
i'll take the blame...
i still miss you.
i see night's fire in your eyes,
your soul shines through, illuminates the sky,
so here we sit and speak of old times,
but will it warm us when the fire dies?
what went wrong, where were you?
i wont forget, i will remember to,
silence myself when i hear your name,
i'll take the blame...
i still miss you
cold breeze blows across your face,
this smoke, it keeps me in this place,
slowly our steps we'll retrace,
backwards we'll wander through this maze,
what went wrong, where were you?
i wont forget, i will remember to,
silence myself when i hear your name,
i'll take the blame...
i still miss you.
Literature
My Baby Child
The coruscant sky wakes up the child,
The child of my descent,
A lineage of pain,
Give him breath, Feed him life,
One month in tonight,
The mother of this baby child will be me.
The man took advantage,
of the struggling girl in need,
and she ends up with a baby,
that is the story of me,
an action of terror,
brings incessant joy,
to me, to my mother,
although that night had brought me grief.
In terror and in strife,
I open up my life,
for the baby to come inside,
I’ve been taken,
My virgin eyes have been broken,
by a man I was supposed to be trusting of,
he took care of me,
now I’m having this baby?
God forgive me, I am in pain.
Literature
A Little Story
Hello my name is Miya
And I'm a 16 year old girl
I'm here to tell my story
Of my hardships through life
So if you please will
Listen very closely to my words
For what I have to say
Is very important
When I was younger and innocent
I was put through neglect and abuse
By the man I was supposed to admire
And it was ignored by the woman to trust
It always got harder and harder
To hide my cuts and bruises
But it was even harder than that
To hide the tears of a broken heart
I fell into a very deep depression
And I felt there was no one to turn to
Friends, family, teachers, there was no one
I lived in a state of mind that was hopeless
When I'd
Literature
Little ghosts
Hands are ghosts that linger
longer past their final breath,
hanging airborne to tie knots on
skin that will anchor them to earth.
They cannot touch, but grasp,
remains whispering to flesh
that may reach back in return
or shudder underneath.
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a song i wrote awhile ago. i just noticed that i havent submitted it, so here it is. enjoy.
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I really like the first verse, very nice.
Good work,
Piercing-Dreams
Good work,
Piercing-Dreams