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This…this…
Empty place in my soul
Is filling my mind
It's gone
Gone, nothing left but
Memories
The good,
The bad,
The funny,
The sad,
All of them,
That's all that's left.
The empty place
I have in my soul was
Once filled, filled with
Good times, Amazing
Times from this
Year
I would do anything
Not to part company with
These amazing people
Who have captured
My heart,
My mind,
My soul,
Who have made me
The person who I am
Today, the person
I call me.
Now, my soul is
Ripped apart,
Saying goodbye
Maybe for
Forever.
Forever.
Such a crazy word.
Maybe until
Next year.
This empty place in my soul,
I want it filled, yet
I don't, I don't want to
Replace those
Memories.
The good,
The bad,
The funny,
The sad,
Any of them.
They cannot be replaced.
Let me live!
My soul is crying,
Waiting for those amazing
People just to come back,
Take their rightful place
In my soul,
As my friends,
Irreplaceable friends.
My soul cries,
Screaming as it cracks
Yet some more,
Knowing that I won't
See many of these
Amazing
People for a long, long time,
Maybe never again.
Never again will
I ever let anyone steal my
Soul
What if, just what if,
I don't need
That part of my soul?
What if the people,
Those wonderfully
Amazing
People
Who have stolen bits
And pieces of
My soul
Need it more?
Maybe they need the
Memories too,
Because all that's left, are
Memories.
The good,
The bad,
The funny,
The sad.
All that's left, are
Memories.
Empty place in my soul
Is filling my mind
It's gone
Gone, nothing left but
Memories
The good,
The bad,
The funny,
The sad,
All of them,
That's all that's left.
The empty place
I have in my soul was
Once filled, filled with
Good times, Amazing
Times from this
Year
I would do anything
Not to part company with
These amazing people
Who have captured
My heart,
My mind,
My soul,
Who have made me
The person who I am
Today, the person
I call me.
Now, my soul is
Ripped apart,
Saying goodbye
Maybe for
Forever.
Forever.
Such a crazy word.
Maybe until
Next year.
This empty place in my soul,
I want it filled, yet
I don't, I don't want to
Replace those
Memories.
The good,
The bad,
The funny,
The sad,
Any of them.
They cannot be replaced.
Let me live!
My soul is crying,
Waiting for those amazing
People just to come back,
Take their rightful place
In my soul,
As my friends,
Irreplaceable friends.
My soul cries,
Screaming as it cracks
Yet some more,
Knowing that I won't
See many of these
Amazing
People for a long, long time,
Maybe never again.
Never again will
I ever let anyone steal my
Soul
What if, just what if,
I don't need
That part of my soul?
What if the people,
Those wonderfully
Amazing
People
Who have stolen bits
And pieces of
My soul
Need it more?
Maybe they need the
Memories too,
Because all that's left, are
Memories.
The good,
The bad,
The funny,
The sad.
All that's left, are
Memories.
Literature
Sprinting Towards Demise
By burning waters, and smoldering bridges,
I await the genesis of our animosity.
Make the move that gives me permission to strike,
make the move that will bring about your end.
Near draws the line that which I advise you to never cross.
Though to my eyes comes the image of your sprinting legs.
It would seem, that through your veins flows pure pestilence,
and that you wish to bring upon me, nuisances by any cost.
Good God, such a fool bound for my throat,
knowing not the patient blade that waits.
Honor averts it's eyes, as your charge draws to an end.
It wishes this good and done, just as I.
A swift jerk of my arm to your direction
Literature
To The Night
There's a rustle, But,
I'm not afraid.
The night, And,
All of it's creatures are,
My friends.
I am one with the,
Night, itself.
For you see, I am simply,
A child from it's womb.
Born into this world, During,
This enchanting time.
Raised by this feeling, Not,
To trust.
I feel my best,
At night.
My best emotions come out,
At night.
I'm the best me,
At night.
Running through this darkness,
I'm not afraid.
Where is the fear, you ask?
I'm the fear and darkness...
So take me to the night,
And let me consume you,
Love.
I promise, It won't,
Hurt a bit...
If you don't fear me,
The night is your friend.
So let me take yo
Literature
Fire Girl
I'll be fire-dressed
Flame-wrapped
Darkness at my feet
I'll be in the dark
But not of it
I'll beat it down
Force it to bow
And swallow it whole
Because if I ever gave in
It would swallow me
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I would like to dedicate this to my 8th grade graduating class.
Writing this...the words just flowed from my finger tips onto the keys, they never stopped coming. Yesterday and today were such fun times! I NEVER want to forget them. Tomorrow will be so sad, saying goodbye... it breaks my heart just thinking about it.
BUT when I think about it, I always tell myself to enjoy it while it lasts. Let the good times roll!
And YES it's really long, but I really couldn't condense it without taking out the meaning.
Opinions, as always, thanks!
(C) ME
Writing this...the words just flowed from my finger tips onto the keys, they never stopped coming. Yesterday and today were such fun times! I NEVER want to forget them. Tomorrow will be so sad, saying goodbye... it breaks my heart just thinking about it.
BUT when I think about it, I always tell myself to enjoy it while it lasts. Let the good times roll!
And YES it's really long, but I really couldn't condense it without taking out the meaning.
Opinions, as always, thanks!
(C) ME
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Sorry for the mistakes. My phones being retarded.
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