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The Some Some live to SingThe Some by ~xxxsexyshiorixxx
Some live to Fly
Some of us to Pray,
and Others to Die.
Simplicity to it all,
and All to Dust.
Someone at midnight to call,
Some left to rust.
Someone to hold tight,
Some to fall.
Some left bitter
Some left sweet
Some left to wait
Some left kneel to their lords' feet.
Some to beg
Some to burn
Some to sigh,
Some to learn.
Someone lost,
Someone found,
Some stories told,
Some voices loud.
The few,
The needless,
The tortured,
The seamless,
And fire to it all.
Nobodies Home Christ,Nobodies Home by ~xxxsexyshiorixxx
My alarm went all wrong,
and my phones about dead.
But i see hes called,
I havent been able to get him out of my head.
What that he said?
Too much static...
somethin´ bout feeling
tragic.
A flutter went by
and my heart was heavy.
I gave a smile and held
myself steady.
Wait, what now?
what man does he speak of?
A slice
a Cry
a thud
and silence...
What, whats happened?
Im too scared to speak,
my voice catches in my throat
and the life of my phone is weak.
hear a crunch on the phone,
and i hang up,
hearing nothing more than dial tone.
Punching in the numbers,
my fingers shaking,
I finally dial this
Learning to Fly LeavingLearning to Fly by ~xxxsexyshiorixxx
How simple does
that sound...
Simply stepping
out the
door,
and leaving behind
what you
know.
Why
is that so
hard?
Why
does it hurt so
bad?
Are we
creatures of
want and
need,
or are
we
just too
afraid
to leave the
nest?
I am
afraid....
so fucking perfect part 2 WIP Nine years later…so fucking perfect part 2 WIP by ~xxxsexyshiorixxx
Sayaka sat at her lunch table, looking down at it as her friends picked off the baked goods she'd made just yesterday. They loved her baking, and she simply adored to bake. This connected her well with her friends, and who could of thought that something as simple as brownies, or cookies could produce such a symbiotic relationship? It made her happy, to make others happy.
"Something on your mind?" The masculine voice startled her from her thoughts, and she looked up to see Aaron, her boyfriend, talking to her. Sayaka blushed softly and looked away, embarrassed to be so out of it.
"No, not really, " She murmured, b
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