Flickering LightHas there ever been anyone in your life that just by knowing they exist and that they are aware you exist makes your day more meaningful. When things are dark with unparalleled gloom, there is a flickering light in the distance and your instinct guides you towards it, the way a moth flutters to a flame.Flickering Light
Some sort of invitation inside you speaks to you and tells you there is relief from the pain and sadness in that small flicker in the distance. Instead of short steady steps, you feel yourself running faster and faster almost wildly, like a stampede of horses propelling you closer to the light as the once small flicker begins to g
One last timeBattered beaten and sore I can’t do it, not anymore My heart can no longer bend Live and love its all pretendOne last time
Grasping onto the rope Clinging only by hope Carrying around all this pain On my soul, you left this stain
It’s in the air filling the room Sealing me up in this tomb Reflections in the mirror break This is what your lies have made
Her kiss, was it as sweet
As the heart of mine you keep Her love, was it as kind As my own love was blind
I can’t hold inside your lies While my fragile world dies No more
Deceived by FateAll of the years we have spent For this is what they representDeceived by Fate
Choices made are forgiven not No promise will ever be forgot
Forever unchanged is the damage done The troubles ahead have just begun
Miles of memories together we crossed With each passing day more are lost
The distance is growing between us As our friendship turns to dust
Separate have our lives become To the acceptance of this I’ve succumb
We now stand apart in this dark room Yet my love for you has yet to move
Helplessly waiting for th
Left unsaidHow long must this go on We used to speak all night Now we barely speak at all I don’t even know any words As they don’t come as easy I don’t think we can be friends My heart can not decipher thisLeft unsaid
To much time has passed
Falling asleep in your arms It really is a memory in time A picture left in my mind As is the sweet taste of you Lingering upon my lips forgotten My mind can not fathom it
I was left alone in the dark Falling into the very position
That my life was borne in The tears don’t stop raining Gasping for air as
So Very ColdThe cold felt without and within As ice cuts through the cloths I wear Ignoring them to leave me bare This cold seeps in beyond my skin Though this type of cold can be stopped With shelter’s warmth that cant be topped One cold against we cannot win The one that’s buried deep in some It cannot be chased off by sun With dark emotions it is kin It grips one’s heart with icy hands Over our spirits it does stand Cold to make us immune to sinSo Very Cold
~Tim Spadaccino
The Willow's TearsI watch you cry, I watch you fight A child against a Dragon's might As if you've fought a thousand years It makes me cry the Willow's tearsThe Willow's Tears
The brash, the bold, the fresh and new Conflicting with a sadder view So strong amid the desperate leers Since you can't cry the Willow's tears
A clash of titans, Death and Faith To turn a man into a wraith It brings to light the greatest fears That make me cry the Willow's tears
You take the sword into your hand To drive the Dragon from the land But in the fire your spirit sears In pain you cry
Birth of CrimsonBlood red tears hit the ground, A scarlet wound where no light can escape. A pure feeling so raw that no word can ever touch it. My eyes face a blackened sky where nothing may depart. A single figure, a savior… a sinner.Birth of Crimson
A chance meeting, planned since birth.
I am Crimson, I am the end of every beginning. I am the rust that fills your lungs, The gears that slow your heart. I will stand over you, but offer no hand. I am everything you have ever hoped for, Every fear you have shrouded within.
A voice so certain, a will so genuine. No room for dou
DrunkLick the neck of the vodka bottle, Caress sweet poison on broken lips. Sullen are the aching moments, Of tiresome obsession of wanting to love you.Drunk
Monuments of ashes trace their way to your favorite brand of cigarette, Forcefully smoked to feel your senses on my salty breath.
Hunger's lost in the withering senses, As sight becomes slow and slurred. Eyes burn at the closing of the eyelids, Where images of you dance between teary flames. Stained bedsheets meet their approval of the sweat that drips and sends ripples across silk. Drowning now are the memories yet to live,
Changes
Every one can enter, be it a sketch of your mate on the train, a photo of your local highway you like or a story involving a journey thorugh ireland. Only a few easy rules to follow, common sense really, must contain no pornography, and involve both themes of infrastructure and ireland. All deviations must be new.
The closing date for this MegaDev is January 31st
All question can be directed to me please and when you hav your dev done don't upload it, note me and i will give you an email to send it to so i can assmeble all yuour deviations into a megadev for all to see. If we do this it will be our first megadev, lets hope it works out I can't do this without you guys. Remember this will help to expose you and your work so it can't be a bad thing ^__^
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I couldn't take it.
I found my replacement.
I'll never wake up next to you..
You wouldn't listen anymore.
No one listens anymore.
You couldn't give it anymore.
It's a blackout..
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