feel me inside the silence
of rustling thoughts on a friday christmas.
i falter though i stood my ground,
it was an empty box wrapped in a pale blue ribbon.
no spirits can bring me up
no demons can crash my faith.
i am a liar of my own conspiracy
for i am the murder of my own gospels.
friday christmas, please come,
so that you may disappear in the void of the night.
i am just a person.
i am a non believer of you,
friday christmas.
- andany the boy of tragedy
confessions of a dog soldier
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
phoenix
no, i am here
sunning my little
torn memories
as i tried to
ask my heart
aah... about love
i tried to be
skinless about the
pain in my soul
he said it was an
essay for those
who musn't die from
overfed dinosaurs in our heads
how i adore you
fate is too cruel
for us to share a bond
i knew we can never be
even before we
were here at all
- evar ella'sal the forsaken prince of the crows
sunning my little
torn memories
as i tried to
ask my heart
aah... about love
i tried to be
skinless about the
pain in my soul
he said it was an
essay for those
who musn't die from
overfed dinosaurs in our heads
how i adore you
fate is too cruel
for us to share a bond
i knew we can never be
even before we
were here at all
- evar ella'sal the forsaken prince of the crows
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