

UrielWords burn within me, fire in my hands, fluid as water within my mind, but in my soul they are as light and cumbersome, as pure and defiled, as barren and as rich as the truth. There is nothing else, as this light overtakes me, as the darkness swallows me whole.Uriel
The first thing that I notice is a faint touch. It tickles, but even as laughter bubbles on my lips, I feel the feathers link to form black chains, holding me fast to the earth. Im beyond pain, but not beyond the anticipation that these chains summon from me. I know that they are not the end, but the beginning. My eyes are trained humbly upon the ground.


Waiting for YouThe heart dies a slow death, and with every piece that atrophies to nothing, it brings a freshet of red tears. It was days before she stopped looking to every sound, thinking it was him walking into the room, weeks before the sound of a car on the street outside stopped bringing her to think he was home. Years passed before she stopped waiting, but she never stopped believing that he would come.Waiting for You
With every day, the purple flowers on the bushes outside faded, wilted, and dropped to the ground, scattering across the path and driveway like dying butterfies. They were trodden on and forgotten, unless, in passing, one noti


An EternityForever feels like bright white lights Like symphonies of one Forever feels like Christmas trees Burned down to the trunkAn Eternity
With forever in my hands My feet begin to fade With forever in my mind My heart must fall away
Forever feels like old brown blood Like the drying fields of wheat Forever feels like singing softly In the falling snow
With a life that lasts forever My eyes begin to stray Because forever means forever Wanting yesterday
Forever feels like spools of thread Like dust upon my tongue Forever feels


No One Heard HerBlood on blood Blood on flesh Flesh on flesh A scream that echoes Yet unsoundedNo One Heard Her
A rip A tear Lust before love But who can tell Who loves above?
An endless year Of dire illusion A breath to end All breaths Day fails
A fear that climbs Writhes and chokes I write and choke And end where I began: In fear
Blood on flesh Flesh on flush Heat before heart Lust before love A scream - !
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flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo
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"The mind is a place in itself, and can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven." - Paradise Lost
"War does not determine who is right, war determines who is left."
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"The mind is a place in itself, and can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven." - Paradise Lost
"War does not determine who is right, war determines who is left."
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