Scattered like ShellsTwo birds of a feather were we sisters through and through I never took the things you did, did not do the things you do. It's funny how I always respected you, looked up at skyscrapers- standards I could never live up to. She used to mingle with politicians I'm scared you'll lie the same. Every inch of man's body covered- Only yourself to blame. I saw the writing on the wall, Those words I'll never read. I'll always thought the best of you. Only anger now to feed.Scattered like Shells
Domestic AbuseDomestic AbuseDomestic Abuse
He’s every boy you’ve ever known.
He’s every boy you see.
He’s any boy you talk to…
What any boy could be.
He’s every boy you ever picked on,
Back when you were blind and mean.
He goes away every night,
Sad, scared, alone.
He barely calls his place a house,
And hardly calls it home.
He gets harassed for wearing makeup,
But its not something he chooses.
Its just a necessary evil if he wants to hide the bruises.
Yo
PawnI am just a pillar in this hell that we call love. I am just a gateway to your pills, and your drugs. So why am I still lingering? This game is so well played. The pieces have been put on the board. The king is already gone. You made me submit with just a look, A victim of your pawn. But I cannot stay forever, Eventually I'll be free... Even if it hurts you... Like I know it will hurt me.Pawn
ColosseumColosseumColosseum
Every day is a battle. Gladiators duties never done. Emotional warfare is something we're good at. I fear this routine has just begun. I cant take this anger, or slanderous words unheard. I wish I could just fly away from you, But I've grown too used to the mud. I feel dirty, I feel wet, Every time we talk. So why am I still with you? Why wont I just walk? What is it about you, That I would surely miss, When gladiators die in blood, Every time we kiss?
-Kyo Euri
A rotting kissA rotting kiss.A rotting kiss
See as these sanguine tears, To frame his scarlet smile. Yet swept and from his lips, A callous stream as kin.
And nightly bear this creed, But never peace be found. An infant hollow seed, A sigh as loose her robe.
To fill her feet with death, or sin ? And strewn across her hide, Where kindred rivers spill, Putrescent, crimson, tides...
~ in recollection of little-overseer~
Vows and TiresVows & TiresVows and Tires
I’ve seen people kill people, kill people. I’ve seen people swallow diamonds and silk.
I’ve seen lies in their eyes as they say their goodbyes and left me by the side of the road.
You need never leave home to experience war all you need is to love and to hope.
And despite their cries wave as pain drives by, she’s a sweet thing if you've learned how to cope.
There are scars in their eyes, as they sail their demise, patching up where the tears seep though.
And it’s the only game I was tau
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I have been listening to the music for that game lately...hahaha.
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"She rides a horse in the pouring rain.
The saddle will mildew,
The leather will crack,
She'll now carry a haversack.
And she won't stroll across the Moore,
And she won't watch the sea by the shore,
The way she did before the war."
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"She rides a horse in the pouring rain.
The saddle will mildew,
The leather will crack,
She'll now carry a haversack.
And she won't stroll across the Moore,
And she won't watch the sea by the shore,
The way she did before the war."
Oh nice, I haven't been able to really find that movie anywhere. But I listen to the music a lot x)
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