Crissatha Pandora
Black Fledgling [/size][/center]
Brat Pack?! [/b][/center]
Life's a bitch. Then you die.
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Post by Crissatha Pandora on Nov 5, 2010 15:05:08 GMT -5
It’s a simple moment. Caught forever in time There aren’t many of them Where her hand isn’t up to cover
It wouldn’t be special To anyone else It’s simply a kiss And not even one on the lips
With her behind And him in front Hands linked before him even still Her hair covering most of her face
Her blue eyes shut And his blue ones wide, As wide as the blush on his cheeks Not hard to see it was unexpected
A feather light touch Her lips on his cheek Her smile can be seen In the way she holds her face
It’s the only one left
A daughter clutches it Close to her chest Where her heart should beat But no longer is allowed to
It’s a simple moment Nothing more then a memory A moment in time But it’s all she has left.
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Crissatha Pandora
Black Fledgling [/size][/center]
Brat Pack?! [/b][/center]
Life's a bitch. Then you die.
Posts: 391
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Post by Crissatha Pandora on Nov 11, 2010 0:32:49 GMT -5
I will not move I will sit here In my simple white chair Curled up in the attic I will watch.
Let the world shift around me Let it change Happy to sad Winter to spring I will watch.
People may grow People may mature May grow old and die I will not shift I will watch.
The world needs me to sit The world shifts, not I I will do nothing more Or it would fall apart. I will watch
For where would the world be Without me To keep the balance I am Mother Nature And I will watch.
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ℛeesa ℒuna
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The Dreamer At The Crossroads
Sweet dreams, dear mortals...I'll be watching...
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Post by ℛeesa ℒuna on Nov 14, 2010 22:53:12 GMT -5
I'd say I miss you but its a lie. Just sitting here in my window watching time go by.
I'd say you were all that mattered, But that lie just makes my tongue tattered.
So what am I supposed to say? I let go as you slowly slipped away.
Thought it would be best to cut off the pain I'm washing away the blood, standing in the rain
Rivers of red Don't cause too much worry As time goes by The past becomes blurry
Never make someone Into more When to them You were some passing whore
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ℛeesa ℒuna
Co-Admin [/size][/center]
The Dreamer At The Crossroads
Sweet dreams, dear mortals...I'll be watching...
Posts: 661
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Post by ℛeesa ℒuna on Nov 14, 2010 23:13:05 GMT -5
It is the rumbling That is what I miss most The way he would close Those green eyes in such pleasure
He was always nearly Frightened of his own shadow Until you caught him in between the ears With gentle fingertips
Then he would relax Then his purr would fill my ears Then he would be content And let go for a little while
I miss the way he would Curl up in my lap Content to sit there for hours And never move
A giant fuzz ball that one was Poofy as could be With giant ears like a bats Too big for that tiny body
I miss waking up To those tiny paws on my face As he demanded attention In the shyest way possible
He was like my baby, that kitten Never far from my sight Always close and underfoot Tangling himself against my legs
Spooky was always spooked Always jumpy, always frightened Until you caught him And settled him down.
I wish I could have been there To settle him down that day Oh little fuzz ball I wish you had stayed still
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