

Not Too TightShe holds your hand but not too tight. She keeps you close for fear you might, Fall together.Not Too Tight
The whispered "I love yous" are worth it all. But is that all you have to give. Is that all you want to give. You want to give.
Do you know what you have? Could you name a price? A nice warm hand, hold the advise.
Keep what you have. And hold it so close. So their whispers are screaming.


Stand AblazeThe ache in my heart not alone without, A reoccuring thought to pre-arrange it. Mind set so far on the future, This mistake we're willing to admit it.Stand Ablaze
We fought so hard to do our best And we thought it was only right. But we didn't know that our stomachs wouldn't settle, Until we're tucked in for the night.
So worried right now, But what about what's yet to come. Hold my hand through the worst of it, Squeeze until it goes numb.
I'm here to help you stand, As long as you don't let me fall. We can make it through. We'll stand ablaze ab


Forget Me In This Time Of NeedThe time of need has come to stay. As the feeling of loneliness falls into play. They're gone now, but I'm not ok. And it's all my fault.Forget Me In This Time Of Need
The summer has come and you have changed your tone. Pulsing sobs no longer pierce my ears, And only I recognize... The loss...
The gain...
Leaving for the one who shook my hand. I know, I'm not exactly what you planned. All I need... please help me to stand... Did you forget me?


...TogetherClose to you, where I wish I could be. The tears you cry slowly killing me. No one there to help you stand, No one there to lend a hand. I wish I could hold your hand......Together
Far from you, this hell unimagined. The only thing I need, Stranded and alone without me. I couldn't be there to catch your fall. If only you didn't fall...
My hope and love beside you, My heart you carry with you. I wish you wouldn't cry those tears... I wish we could cry these tears...
...Together


infatuation is a pretty wordprologue:infatuation is a pretty word
she set out to dip her bones in ink and write herself
into pages. she wanted it to be her story, not his.
1. thunderstorms echo in her ears; she stands
frozen with salt running down her cheeks.
silence has too long stunned her cherry-kissed lips
into submission: nomorewhispering.
her prayers are cut off at the hymns
and she closes her eyes. water still runs.
2. she sat with her feet propped up against the sky,
toes wedging stars and her fingers lacing
through constellations. her lips were blue
from the cold,


ImagineImagine, if you can, the line, That’s separating “Yours” from “Mine.” The rose, the blood, the heart divine, That’s set in ice, cut crystalline.Imagine
Imagine, if you will, the pain, That’s separating “Loss” from “Gain.” Vampiric demon, she is lain, Yet beauty, lovers, will remain.
Imagine, if you could, the guide, That’s separating “Loved” from “Lied.” And as you watched her, she still cried, The kiss of death; her victim died.
Imagine, if you would, the speed, That’s separating “Haste” from “Heed.” The lies of life this girl must lead, T
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klaha thinks he's a ghost...
prints
peace in AMEHIKAAAH!
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klaha thinks he's a ghost...
prints
peace in AMEHIKAAAH!
Sorry
Now you have to say sorry for saying sorry. Because you generally don't say sorry for visiting peoples' pages or leaving comments. Silly Jared.
love,
hardcore (the face of)
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