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All dressed up.A casual glance mistaken for a casual interest, Funny how someone so strong could fall victim, To the ever-changing lies constructed behind blank eyes. A blackened heart void of the very emotion that spills, From every gaping hole you create with each blow. Your mouth spills fabrications without a moments hesitation, With such skill to lay a haze over my freshly opened mind. But that skill of yours is wearing out darling, And you’re not the master liar you think you are, Because behind those apologies are empty words, Cascading from an even emptier version of love you provide. &All dressed up.
by ~unwakeable
Princess in a tower ...A princess locked, a tower high, an unlikely notion of hearts meeting a true love's kiss. Many came and many stood, at the grass below looking up to catch a glance. But few actually tried to free her from her prison, and the ones who did to no avail, never quite making it to claim the prize.Princess in a tower ...
One day a boy traveling through stumbled by the tower, asking those around about the maiden in the window, and those of strength and merrit who went their way, after failing to rescue her from the solitude. Catching glance of the eyes no words can describe, the boy vowed to be
by ~unwakeable
Lies from between these sheetsDon’t look at me that way I know when you’re lying to me baby, Although I guess I could have gotten it wrong, maybe. Said the other night you went straight to you home, Suppose I was crazy to think that your eyes did roam. But now your attitude is changing And your temper always seems to be raging, Every time I ask how was your night out with the guys, Your best lies are always portrayed in your eyes. Now it seems from my life your presence is fading, Looks like my heart needs some persuading, As I watch you go I swear this time will be the last; its my lesson leLies from between these sheets
by ~unwakeable
Beautiful Disaster VIThe wind is here; the season’s talking, Amidst the dead the Angel’s still walking. But new hope sprang from new flowers grown in mourning, As the suns light shone down to warm her paled face.Beautiful Disaster VI
A whisper of a long-lost feeling, Left her dazed, enlightened and reeling. Bounding steps she was no longer locked, On the path to salvation; or so she thought. But sinners they never get off quite so easy, Someone should of told her hell wasn’t quite as breezy As the life she forfeited the moment it got hard.
Now darlin’ here’s where I tell you, A ta
by ~unwakeable
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- Current Residence: a dungeon
- Interests: beautiful oblivions.
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- Favourite genre of music: everything.
- Tools of the Trade: a pen, torn piece of paper and a broken heart.
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