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I could traverse this planet for an eternity or two.
Walk from frigid ice or sweltering sands.
by Wild-N-Wiccan
49 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 23 11:00 PM. In Nature, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Spiritual, Thoughts, Fantasy, Hope, Life, Love
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Why is it that when something precious like a heart breaks, no one but you can tell your heart is breaking? Hell, up to recently I didn't k
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Thousands of years ago,
in the sands of time....
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Laying here in this town,
I just don't know what to do.
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Tease me
Hold me
by Wild-N-Wiccan
54 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 18 6:22 PM 2008. In Other, Personal, Thoughts, Weird, Hope, Life, Love, Escape, Self, Romance, Happiness
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The machines buzz and twitter, their little voices sharp.
My head is bandaged, and I cannot breathe well.
by Wild-N-Wiccan
74 lines, 12 comments,
on Jul 22 12:06 PM 2008. In Personal, Sad, Society, Thoughts, Spiritual, Life, Love, Other, Pain, Nature
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Dark forests and creeping mist, I am lost.
Deep abyss and fallen heroes, empty is my soul.
by Wild-N-Wiccan
23 lines, 5 comments,
on Dec 21 2:30 PM 2007. In Personal, Spiritual, Thoughts, Fantasy, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Other
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Leaves crunching underfoot,
branches scratching at my face,
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Murky waters, muddied and stained.
Are you down there, my fiendish friends?
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An ice covered landscape, serene and still as death.
A lake that knows waves nevermore, it's waters long frozen.
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These walls they trap me, with their ivy bars and rosebud guards.
Where once a great family lived, now few dare to tread.
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I ride the winds of passion and hope.
Feelings you stir in me.
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Things are wrong, not as they should be.
Things are off, not like they could be.
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Too many people cannot see what I need to be seen.
I'm drowning in an endless ocean,
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I'm dead, I know it.
The sound of dirt upon my grave is a sweet relief,
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In life there are many games to play. / Each one as tiresome and sad as the last. / To be played by yourself, for the rest of your life. / Yes, in life, there are many games to play. / But I grow weary, weak in m
by Wild-N-Wiccan
81 lines, 5 comments,
on Jul 21 11:52 AM 2007. In Personal, Sad, Spiritual, Thoughts, Weird, Hope, Life, Love, Pain
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Me voici, regarder par le verre. J'apercois l'object de ma dévotion, et je pleure tous les mêmes. / Pour le verre que les seperates nous ne changeront jamais. / je ris de la joie, sachant d'eux peux voir, bien que je sac
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