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Only.on.tuesdays See that little girl?Only.on.tuesdays
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She sits like a doll, unmoving, in a swinging chair.
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And she knows she did something wrong.
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She doesn't know what she did wrong.
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And somehow she knows it all.
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But not really.
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She just sits there like it's any other day.
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Because she's a monster. &
selfish desiresI wouldn't give this up for the world.selfish desires
I've got so many feelings bottled up inside and its all a big mistake; or maybe it's a labyrinth. Too much time with myself and I'm lost, I'm numb, I'm nothing because I can't find the exit. Everything stings at times but I can't help but to sit and to think and to try to pick up everything I've lost.
I want to rule the world.
I know I can be selfish but honestly, the feelings, they make me angry and throttle me harder. I don't want to yell and to lecture but I feel that I have to reinforce my point; and really, its all the little things that get me; and they make m
Hoshi Sora Koi Uta :Reversed:Your feet almost fly over the pavement. It's a clumsy run you find as you seem to slightly stumble on every bump in the road; but you don't care much for the only thing that matters at this time of day is getting to your destination.Hoshi Sora Koi Uta :Reversed:
You know she'll stay where she is but you can't help but worry; she's not exactly of the most stable mind; and that's the only thing you can think off as you hear your lonely steps echo, making a loud pitter-patter, pitter-patter; it's not a calming sound.
But you can hear a clock call in the distance and that's all you care about. You're close; and suddenly you're there and a voice mak
from me Your eyes...from me
They sparkle to me; the beautiful irises... I love to look in them, drown in them, bathe in them. They speak volumes of unwritten words; words I try to imagine when I'm alone and small, when I'm up and down. And I hate how the clichés are so very true and how my heart pitter-patters pitter-patters whenever you speak.
Your arms...
I want to stay in them... Your warm embrace lulls me to sleep, holds me awake, relaxes my fears; because oh god, I'm paranoid. I don't want you to leave, to fall, to die. And I hate how relieved I am every time I hear you talk and
Thou who are so NamedThou who are so NamedThou who are so Named
Today my name is Selfish I feed upon the weak Stealing their sanity If only to maintain my own
Tomorrow I will be Unknown The future lies hidden Within the hour glass
I was once Myself The writer of obscenities The author of contempt The poet of the lost
I am Inner Beauty Undiscovered and waiting Will you be my key?
| Why hello there~ I am Ayliek (Anagram of Kailey; My real name). I like to write, draw and sing. Oh yeah, and listen to music. This, however, is my writing account. Meaning I will only post writing stuff here. Please visit for my drawings. |
I'm suree.
Adoration
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don't you just luv kittes?
And yes, I do. I put all my drawings on this account though.
so much for the fave!
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our souls are nothing but light and sound
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I am Moscow in ~The-APH-Gang
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=Dark-Arts-Asylum Registered Guest #279
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Your heart is carved in stone
And apathy flows in your veins
When flesh falls from the bone
You've taken all you can take
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opulent, tremendous, stupendous, gargantuan, bedazzlement.. a sensual ravishment.. it will be, spectacular spectacular!!!
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thoughts and feelings i cant express,
take me away,
just say yes
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If love were a person I would flip them off.
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This love will never die. It'll continue on through several lifetimes till it gets the chance to be with you
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