You close your eyes The darkness consumes your sight The only way back, is through my eyes Take a chance on me, The girl you threw to the sidelines The girl you gave up on many times The girl who gave up on you long ago Come back to me. My knight in shining armour Don’t let the darkness consume you Come back to me. My long lost love of my life Don’t let death tear you apart Wake up and speak to me Wake up and cross a river for me Wake up and I’ll do my best for you Don’t you dare die on me, If you do I’ll die too Don’t you dare say goodbye, If you do I’ll say it too Don’t go towards the l
Terror of solitude
What are your intentions, keeper of silence? Your room is empty, your presence is unknown to the eye of beauty, your fears are unrealistic and imaginary. Where do you exist, guardian of emptiness? Your words are hollow, your bravery is unseen, the demons haunting you are invincible. Why are you not leaving the vault of quiet suffering? Take your bravery and move towards them all, nothing they fear more than the unexpected, be sure they are different as you dreamt of them always as the devils. Have you seen the problems of these world? Have you realized your demons are haunting not just you?
Things aren't always what they seem Take the dice and shake it twice Come on come on Let life roll to pieces It may seem odd But you are strange Time ticks to the sound of my heart As you wave your goodbyes Forever the sun was in your eyes It may seem odd But you are strange Please take my heart as you take my hand Don't pick the dice up Cause this ain't a gamble Just one blow and we're gone It may seem odd But you are strange Take a wink and a kiss I guess this is goodbye
She Talks With Monsters
This girl never had a fear of monsters. She allowed them to rest on the insides of her eyelids, the crook of her neck, the empty spaces of her chest cavity. She had no fear, there were much scarier things in this world than darkness, clawing at her back. Living for the night she etched her dreams upon the bars of her cage whispering of centuries past because she truly missed the sun, grass on her back. Frosty Decembers have her forgetting what it feels like to love, but she knows who she is she doesn't need the taste of cigarette ash suffocating her inside her own flesh. November skies tore open this night, ripping a hole i
All Christine could do was stand there, watching in horror as her beloved fiancé and demented tutour locked blades. She couldn't live with another grave before her. She just couldn't. In no time, Raoul was at the Phantom's mercy. He pleaded, oh how he pleaded, but to no effect. The Phantom plunged his blade through him, and kept doing it over and over again. Christine could glimpse a river of scarlett spraying on Erik's face. Now it truly was distorted. Every emotion she had felt before left her. She was left limp, pale, dead. Tears, very warm tears, trickled down her cheeks, but she couldn't feel them. She had nothing left to
True Love Fact
...the world is full of ideas and hopes for something better.
But little things will never change - the ones we love make us cry the most.
It's painful, it's scary, it's horrible, it's stressful, but yes, it is always beautiful.
P.S. Thank you for looking, and here's a little explanation:
I know I have better photos that are much more complicated and harder to take. It's not my fault that some of you don't like this on the front page, because people who liked this made this popular, it wasn't just me putting it up there.
Many popular deviants ( I won't name them) have tons of images like this one making front page everyday with 100000000 favs, but learn to deal with it. If people like it, you can't kill the author for that only because you don't agree with others.
Many times, I made a photo I found really good and better than the most of the photos I saw on the front page that day, but sometimes it just didn't get there, and I learned to deal with it.
Yes, notes/motivational quotes images are easy to take, you don't need much effort, but it's the idea and the message that counts, and of course, your interpretation of it.
So, peace out (:
...and to those who think this is about unhealthy relationships, it's not. It's about unconditional love. It's about children loving parents and vice versa, it's about true friends, it's about strangers who become lovers, it's about girlfriends and boyfriends, it's about being caught in the love web and never wanting to escape.
P.S. And you don't have to be the so called emo, to love.
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