Glass FlowersRoses wither, dry and crumble.Glass Flowers
Love cannot be captured with death.
A bouquet of glass flowers will never wither away.
Loving him, tell the very last day.
Perfection, twinkled in the translucent petals.
But, not even glass can keep death.
Red cuts, jagged edges, lying on the ground.
Sometimes even glass flowers wither away.
Soliloquy-to eat or not to eatTo eat, or not to eat-that is the question: to devour a monster that only destroys the image of perfection. With every bite and every taste it distorts your reflection, bringing problems, troubles and lies. More and more your beauty fades and dies. Filled with hate, sorrow and pain you take another bite, eating to live but yet eating to die, confusion is blurring your once clear sight. Eating for the love in your heart, the passion in your eyes and the people who touch your soul, who give you hope and love you very much. To eat, to survive, to be trapped in a life of image, beauty and weigSoliloquy-to eat or not to eat
remember. .Gray skies and tear drops, our first thoughts of war Tides rolling in, bringing death to our shore Another day comes, bringing the tide Along with more soilders, who have nobly died.remember. .
A gun shot is heard, with an echo so loud another explosion, with a pillowy cloud. A storm is coming, the sky turns gray The leaves change colors, the trees start to sway.
The tides coming in, but it's bringing a wave filled with millons of bodies, creating a grave Families are crushed, they are torn apart But these soilders died with hope in their hearts.
For creating a
Since her daddy went awaySparkling eyes, cover in glaze looking out the window; lost in a daze Pain keeps falling, like tears from her eyes As another soilder is wounded, or dies.Since her daddy went away
Her eyes look like glass, and so very cold If only she had her daddy to hold. Drying her eyes, she paints on a face But nothing will ever take his place
Another day comes, as another one goes will her daddy come home? knowbody knows. Looking out the window; watching the rain as tears slowly fall, and releases her pain.
She turns on the news; another attack then the phone rings, her dad's comin
Love- Heart on a TreeI walk throughout to look upon your grave, To think on all the love you gave, Before death came and swiftly took the one, For which anything I would have done.Love- Heart on a Tree
Upon your grave a rose I lay, Weeping for the price we pay, For the life you’ve lost and cast away, For the words you never had a chance to say.
Near your grave there stands a tree, Lonely and sad just like to me, With my knife I begin to carve, Into its bark a lonely heart.
Forever will you stay beyond my reach, Upon separate paths and roads will each, Walk through to find our
Blades Don't LieAn exhale. A breath. A sorrowful sigh. A shining sparkle From a tear-lit eye. Rip out her core Claw at her mind Try and try To make her cry Strong on the surface So lonely inside She weaves her way Through a torn up mind Questioning life She rips at her skin To reflect uponBlades Don't Lie
The pain within Mangled flesh Dripping red Ripped and torn Beauty, she bled So esoteric This beauty she finds They tell her to stop Mess with her mind Take away her saving grace They tell her she's sick The scars
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