[Deemo] Moon Without The Stars LyricsCan't imagine life without[Deemo] Moon Without The Stars Lyrics1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
having you right by my side
No matter the cost.
When you just can't hold on,
and the weight is too strong
I'll be there to break your fall.
When you feel confused by the world and
all is mysteries,
I can only hope you remember
all the simple things.
*whats a heartbeat,with a heartache?
what a hurricane, without the rain?
Whats the Moon without the stars,
That how I feels when we're apart.
What if it was easy as
turning back the hands of time?
I wouldn't change a thing.
And I just wanna let you know
I'll never let you go,
you'll always be a part of me.
When you feel confused by the world and
all is mysteries,
I can only hope you remember
all the simple things.
**Like whats a heartbeat with a heartache?
whats a hurricane without the rain?
whats the moon without the stars,
That's how I feels when we're apart.
So complete, So complete;
You're all that I ever need
your here with me right now,
your here in my heart now.
It's a heartbeat with a heart
Game of Life English Lyrics (JubyPhonic P)My first life was so boring, just forget I mentioned itGame of Life English Lyrics (JubyPhonic P)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And my second seemed to let me do all of the things my first life didn't
Third life was a hateful man all poison to the bone
In my fourth, I played piano but just didn't have the eyes to read the notes
In my fifth life, I supported girls- of course, that wasn't all
My sixth life was corrupted though I guess it was a little fun
Seventh life I cried so much and all I did was mourn
In my eigth life, was so rich I could've bought the world and everything
In this life is a game played by a flaky God
He gambles every life
Try to escape
but you know the path you're on is game and set
See how the game of life is playing all of us for fools
Dancing a string around us, making all these silly rules
See how he looks down on us like we're acting out a show
Throw the dice and let's see which head will roll...
By nine, I drew some manga but the deadlines left me dead
My tenth life was a teacher, as a pedo*****;I worked part time
Next life, what,
SorryI used to depend on you for my happiness.Sorry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For the times my heart would jump out of my chest.
When my body was declaring war on my defenseless soul.
In my darkest hour when nothing seemed to be looking up.
During the arguments when nothing could make me smile.
I depended on you.
The Accident: Chapter OneIt was another beautiful day in Amity Park; only a week before Summer Vacation ends and school begins once more. So far today we: went swimming, played video games at Tucker's, and fooled around at the local mall. Sam, Tucker, and I stopped at my apartment-like house real quick before going to the last event that we had planned to do today; going to see the midnight showing of Dead Teacher III in theaters. I opened the front door into the livingroom, which Jazz was currently occuping, the coffee table covered with her homework (don't even ask me why she's doing homework during summer vacation).The Accident: Chapter One3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey Danny." Jazz said to me, her torquise eyes still on her book. Her torquise long sleeved shirt was crumbled up on her forearms due to the stuffiness in the livingroom. Her black pants hung and her squinty turquise shoes were on the floor besides the modern couch.
"Hey Jazz." I replied as I climbing up the stairs to go into my room. "I'll be in my room with Sam and Tu
Tiger BurningThat Siberian wildernessTiger Burning3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bleak with Bosch existence,
emanates a disturbed finality
for a starved apparition.
Among the dried out patches
of frost bitten shrub;
white and black war paint,
as subtle as the gaping
maw of ethereal white,and the
stale-breath tirade of
numerous cawing tribes.
Home never felt so intolerant
for the passing specter,
searching for fortitude
beneath the carrion crows.
Those great weapons,
became tools of your own
ruin. Then, the upright
lit their blistering torches,
beneath an already sinking pelt.
Pain is no worry to your
golden gaze, that observes
for a while longer.
Nature is,for a time, something you
still live through, as a force
most beautiful and imposing.
Now terrible smoke
clouds those thoughts.
Coolness in the morning air absolves;
now there is no use in damning
cultures void, as the air expands
with the vulgar soot of a thousand images.
Oh Tiger, ferocious beauty,
Still burning, so brightly through
the blackness of their wings,
I can hear youI can hear you.I can hear you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I'm completely insane.
I can see you.
Your gazes of envy
That I was always there.
I can feel you.
That I'm happy.
I can hear you,
I can see you,
I can feel you,
And I know you say
Say I'm crazy
But you're just jealous
And you know I'm not mad.
desert soulsociety sweetheart, you comedesert soul2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with broom and holy water in hand
intent upon exorcising the contents of my closets
and sweeping out the dust of
my soul's a desert, darling,
and the sandstorms are unforgiving,
so spare your quiet cavalry.
some walls are best left standing, some graves
best left untilled.
HH Short - Spring Break 1 - 2012HH Short - Spring Break 1 - 20123 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was about 6:13 AM. Ruby stood ready at the bus station with a suitcase. She squeezed the handle tightly and felt her stomach squirm. She was more excited than she has ever been. She was waiting for the others to arrive. She, along with her friends, were about to all go to Jason's home at Crystal Lake for spring break. She squeezed her eyes shut with excitement and swayed back and forth. When she opened her eyes, she saw a shadow towering over her on the ground before her. She quickly turned around and her heart rate went up. Jason was standing there with a duffel bag.
"H-hi," Ruby whispered.
Jason patted her on the head gently and ruffled her hair a bit. Ruby giggled and matted her hair back in place. Just then Stu showed up with Sadako. They too had suitcases. They were ready to go.
"Who else did you invite, big guy?" Stu asked.
"Well I allowed Ruby to invite her friend, Esther. I know Michael and his friend, Sam, are coming. I guess that's it," Jason rep
Trust me.Are you okay?Trust me.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ahah. Yes I am. I'm just tired.
Tired of? Come on, talk to me.
Sigh. You don't want to know.
Yes, yes I do. I care about you. What's the problem?
Trust me. You don't want to know.
Fine. I drag it again and again everyday on my back.
It attacks me,
Sometimes once a month,
Sometimes once in a week,
Sometimes once a day.
It ushers me,
To be braver than I am,
To do more than I possibly ever could.
And I'm okay with that, sometimes, even glad.
I feed it, I tend to it, I nurture "it's" ways, and give in all the time.
It requires too much of me, for the only way to feed it is through my blood and tears, for that is what it requires to bloom. The worst part of it I hear you ask?
I don't even try to stop it.
You see, It leaves these marks, these straight lines, about five tones darker than my actual skin colour, and they happen to love my ankles.
What? What are you trying to tell me?
What the hell do you think?
Harvest-Moon Chapter 12 I Am A SlaveHarvest-Moon Chapter 12 I Am A Slave3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Harvest Moon Chapter 12 I Am A Slave
My names Leo and I am one of the only free roaming humans left in this world. My world has been taken over by Zombie like creatures called harvesters and I live everyday in fear of being eaten alive. I have set on a journey with my two friends Tobias (a friendly harvester and Iris the only human to have a positive mutation. Together we have set out to let the world know about the mutations that have affected the world for the past 1000 years and we hope to make this a better place.
I'm awake. I understand this and accept my own existence. Someday I want to fly over the tress and into the sky beyond this world and arrive in a new place. There I could be safe, live with my family and feel free from all the obstacles of life. The air would be pure and clean, unlike the musty
These Little ButterfliesThese Little Butterflies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
These butterflies on my arm
Six for the people I love
They'll never die,
These butterflies on my arm.
These winged creatures
Six for all my friends
They'll live long,
These winged creatures.
These marker doodles
Six for myself
They'll keep me happy,
These marker doodles.
These butterflies on my arm
Six for the people I love
And for all my friends
And for myself
They'll live long
And they'll keep me happy,
These little marker butterflies.
Children of the Pied PiperChildren of The Pied PiperChildren of the Pied Piper4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once a upon a time there was a small town that faced a rather gruesome dilemma. The town had become infested with rats who made life unbearable for the poor citizens. Their prayer for help was answered in the form of a jolly young man who offered a guaranteed method of removing the rats, for a fee of course. The desperate citizens gladly consented, but much to their great surprise, his secret method, although effective, was the simple act of playing his pipe. The music appeared to hypnotize the rats, and as he skipped out of the town, the rats all began to follow him until he and the rats disappeared far beyond the borders of the town. Soon, the man came strolling back up to the gate, now with the rats far behind him, ready to collect his fee from the townspeople.
However, much to his disgust, they insulted his integrity as a businessman by refusing to pay on the grounds that his method had been far too simple. The man vowed revenge on the town and that very
*Wings*Feel like Icarus*Wings*2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Wings melted but heart intact
Flew too close to love.
Little SparrowLittle Sparrow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why are you crying,
My small sparrow?
Why do you shed those tears?
Have you lost your mind
Oh dear young bird?
Have you lost your fragile soul?
I know this world is tough...
and this world is crazed...
But you should never give in...
Stand your ground, and stand so tall
your enemies will flee.
But don't let your power,
go to your head,
or you may surely end up dead.
The sun is gone
The moon is high
Where is your Beautiful song?
Have you lost your voice
oh small innocent being?
have you lost what is dear?
The divine light of day
Has turned to the cold dark of night.
Noone to hold you near.
Your fire is fading...
and you're all alone.
Close your eyesClose your eyes2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The little girl slowly opened her eyes.
"Wake up, my child."
The little girl opened her eyes fully. She can see the blue of the sky, as it blends softly with the sun.
She is lying down, motionless.
She begins to try and stand. It's hard for her, since it feels like there is almost no solid ground.
It's almost like...she's floating. In the air.
And we are right. She is floating in the air. Can you see the clouds around her? They are quite beautiful.
She looks around, wondering nervously where she is. Where am I? Why do I feel so warm? It feels like I can fly.
"Do not worry, my child. You are safe here." a voice speaks. The voice is soft, and comforting. But it is not comfort that our little girl feels, is it? No, it isn't. She's nervous, confused, and sad. Who is this voice? What does she mean?
"Wh...Who-who are you?" the little girl nervously says. "Where am I? I wanna go home!" She slowly begins to tear up.
Suddenly, with a small flash of light, an angel app
Guarded - NaNo excerptYoung Evelyn Brooks froze in place the moment she caught sight of him from across the yard. The momentum of her abrupt stop nearly sent her flying face first into the dirt, but gravity seemed to be on her side that day because she stayed on her feet. At the time, she was running for her favorite tree when by chance she looked in his direction and had to do a double take. She could hardly believe her own eyes. She even rubbed her fists against them for good measure, yet there he still was when she finished.Guarded - NaNo excerpt2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a boy.
It was a living, breathing boy.
It was the first boy she's ever laid eyes on.
A boy, a boy, a boy!
Actually, it was the first child she had ever come in contact with.
Saying Evelyn had lived a very sheltered life would be a gross understatement. Children may have lived what one would consider sheltered lives, but they've enjoyed many frivolities she had yet to experience, things most would take for granted. Such as exploring new surroundings, shopping in t
The Change Part One He let out a chuckle, excitement twinkling in his crystal, blue eyes. His prey tonight had fight, which only boosted the pleasure when he finally sunk his fangs in. He finally gave chase to the young girl, easily running through the trees. The moonlight shone bright that night, allowing for perfect sight. Not that he needed it, for he had perfect sight, be it day or night. He felt the energy course through his body, a smirk curving the edges of his lips.The Change Part One2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As he reached the edge wall of the city Braekon, he found his prey looking around as she tried to think a way out. But pity for her, one side held the wall around the castle and the other the river of Gyrath. He slowly strode over to her, enjoying every second he could witness her terror. Her big, green eyes, twin emeralds, stared upon him in utter fear. Even the tremble of her body brought to him a sliver of joy. He found himself only feet away from her, she tried to step back. But, she only found herself with her back p
darwin's revengein the embryo of the citydarwin's revenge3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in their cage
they paint their nails not
that the sun is watching
from his trap door
in the cloud ceiling where
whales can't swim but go
and drop down their weight in rain
not measured in pints
but lives overflowed
in lost archipelagos full
of automatic islands
that catch the eyes like needles
when viewed from further away
than the end of the world
NOES: Innocent Demon, Chapter INOES: Innocent Demon, Chapter I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET: INNOCENT DEMON
Chapter I: "The Gardener"
Written by Abri Isgrig and Diane N. Tran
Weeding the last remnants of dead leaves and grass with a three-pronged fork, Freddy Krueger rested on his hands and knees while he stabbed a small spade into ground. Its surface was dried and cracked due to the heat of the summer sun, but the seasons were changing and autumn was approaching. It was a new school year at Badham Preschool, just a week in. He chiseled a hole and scooped through the rich soil that hid underneath before he dug another one beside it.
The man whistled to himself and feigned ignorance to the fact that the three small children were sneaking up behind him, sniggering behind their tiny hands, as he pretended to be focused on planting the new stonecrops and chrysanthemums.
"Wanna play tag with us, Mr. Freddy?
Letter To BragaWhispers in the back of my mindLetter To Braga2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Haunting my thoughts throughout the day
Poetic words stabbing my ear
Is it you, Braga, who whispers
So that only I can hear you
Demanding scribbles on the page?
Thousands of years ago, the Norse
Called you the god of poetry
Or are you really an angel
Of the Lord, causing words to form
On the tongues and dark hearts of men
And you were misinterpreted?
You are but one incarnation
Of the poetic flicker
Found within the human spirit
As manifested within me
Braga, you are not my passion,
But rather, my insanity.