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Leave this WorldI will slit my wrists
to watch the blood fall to the floor
to end my life for good
and nobody cry a single tear
I will leave this world
pretend that I never existed
This life dont need me no more
I am better off gone from this world
I will slit my wrists
to ease the pain
I can't take the crying
I can't take this pain
There is no hope in this world
There is no reason to live
I will leave this world for good
Maybe someday I will be reborn
Goodbye(again.)There is a part of me that clings to you
the part of me where my heartbeats stack up in piles
and needs you
I need you, constantly
like air or blood or anything vital, as real as metaphors and piles of
stacked-up heartbeats, breaths taken and
exhaled; I need you.
I need you and sometimes it overwhelms me.
The part of me that's still afraid and still a little hurt,
or maybe a lot hurt.
You hurt me so much and I love you more than anything else
And I'm happy. I love you like my hands soaring through the air outside a car window
wind through my hair and grinning smiles across our faces
But every now and then something slices through my joy and sends me reeling
in fear and pain and I can't let you leave me again
I'm 85% sure you won't.
The other 15% of me sits in the corner and clings to you in desperation
so utterly fucking terrified that you'll break my heart again.
I fear sometimes that I'm still missing a piece, that some part of me
has chipped off and can only be painted ove
We Are Family!:iconcuddlepuss: - Linda - Ma, the walrus, sis, oi.
:iconfallen-eternal: - Mick - Pa, The carpinter, bro, hubby.
:iconlittleblackmariah: - Kat - Mrs Meow Toro / Butt Face.
:iconred-wolf-26: - Alice - Cupcake
:iconhomochao: - Claude - Sweetpea
:iconmusic2addict: - Faustina - Faust
:iconmybabyisdead: - Caity
:iconoctoberway: - Bobby
:iconlostinparagraph: - Abby - Sweetie.
:iconhamster354: - Alex
:iconlittlefishpenguin95: - Moh
:iconglittergeek82: - Mariah & Cory - Sparkles
:iconfoxxymel: - Mel
:icondeadskarlett: - Skarlett - Red - swiched accounts.
:iconforevermcrmy: - Skye -
:iconhotaru-the-firefly13: - Kyky
:iconritalindreamer11: - Amethyst
:iconunicornsinuniforms: - Hannah - (RIP)
:iconchoxgirl: - Aurora
:iconunlockeverydoor: - Kira - Lollypop
:iconcloudpawlikesacookie: - Kate - Muffin
:iconlynzii: - Lynzii - Bun
:icontakingmyhoplessheart: - Breege - Woofer
:iconthesword-thefaith: - Ronnie - Fives
:iconwordscannotharmme: - Marti - Universe
:iconchemicalkid101: - Zoe - Trusty
M.I.K.E.Y.M is for Mysterious,
your eyes hide your thoughts.
I is for Immense,
your appeal is intense.
K is for Kind,
in manner and ways.
E is for Enthusiasm,
for music in your gaze.
Y is for Yielding,
just taking your place.
Mikey you are magical,
no-one else can erase.
Your place in my heart,
is there til time's end.
The beauty of your grace,
I'll aways defend.
R.A.Y.R is for Radiant,
your flowing golden brown locks.
A is for Amazing,
on guitar you rocks.
Y is for Yearning,
one look and my heart knocks.
Ray you're magnificent,
you play like a dream.
I wish I was a cupcake,
for you I'd get cream.
If I knew of a way,
to be close to you.
Then at your side,
I'd be stuck like glue.
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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