WeaveHe came to me with Pandora's Box and cocked an eyebrow at me. I dare you. Well! I eyed it cautiously and caressed the top with trembling fingertips. He caught me by my index finger and kissed it gently with that look you know the one in his eyes. Behind my pulse, a quickening beat, I could only hear a small voice telling me with urgency, 'Let go!' These walls surrounding me have been white for much too long anyway, I thought as I unleashed the story within.I now paint my walls with pretty colours. I get arm deep in paint and corrupt the white walls with the stories I tell with my hands and my mind and my soul. Within the box I found something something special, something true, something alive that resides in me. I know now what I want to say, and I shall not let anyone try to tell me I want to say is different. The truth is too far deep inside for them to reach.With it came her. She was art of intricate design, weaving and dancing
yes, we are brokensomething liesin quiet uncertainty -razor sharp dialougecuts the line betweenthis and that.it leaves us breathlessas we bleed mania.
i can't decidei. words are liespretty little nothingsthat mean nothingand, sweet, we know nothingii. i trybut cannot seelike an old-school cinemablack-and-white filmnever stole my heart(it was always my opinionthat it looked best with red)iii. words are weaponsunstable(and dangerous-when left to their own devices)without a voicewords are empty lies(and fall on deaf ears)iv. it may seem likehypocrisyto weave intricate nothingsmade out of nothingbut my own thoughtwhen what do i know?truly, nothingbut i feel somethingv. this is my metaphorcan you figure it out?this may be nothinglet there be no doubtbut if we look closerit's easy to sayi'm creating an imageto show you my wayof seeing the meaningbeneath uttered criesbecause with no meaning or feelingall words become lies.
When Tears Fall, Stars DoI always liked drivingbetter in the night(in the moonlight)because somehow(it seemed)I could calm my heartand connect with youand the stars would fall(for you)giving you as muchbeauty as they could(so far awaybut always in sight)smile, sweet onethe stars are calling you tonight(they fall tonight)beat.broken sunlight in the night sky.
hunger painsi.you'd tell meabout how you'd dig tunnelsrip the very fabric of time(and space)if it meantyou'd get to meii.I'd curl up (like smoke)Into your voices(and sleep) and dreamlittle wishes into your earsand stayiii.loving you is like a hunger painnot within my reachand can hurt(but either way)I need you
In LimboWelcome to the theme of the season!And aren't you the lucky one?You'd better be, because the die's already upAnd no, silly, of course it won't be quickCause you aren't a kidAnd anticipation's slower than ripping off a band aid.Instead, sit back and watch.Either way, there's no going back.Just watch their ascent.The die is moving slower every second.Cue a sharp intake of breathBefore the oxygen's ripped from your lungsBefore your chest collapsesBefore your heart burnsBefore the ice freezes your spineSimultaneously slipping you into a STOP"...Are you afraid?""...No. Are you?""...It wouldn't be the first time...""...Don't be afraid. I'm here. Believe in me.""I do."...Somehow I find there is peace in limbo.GO(I used to believe cobwebs and raindrops were the most beautiful, but I discovered a whole new kind of lovely, and they've got nothing on it.)
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