| Let's Dance~ Flee the world and excape into a sub reality with the one that you love. |
| Let's Dance~ Flee the world and excape into a sub reality with the one that you love. |


NightmareHere it comes, this queasy fear, God just get me out of here. I've gotta run, need to hide, 'You'll be fine', God damn they lied.Nightmare
Standing, I begin to shake. Can't you see, the fool I make? I can't swallow, I can't speak. Small and quiet, this fool is weak.
Too quick the lights shine in my face, I've lost my purpose, lost my place. Laughter echoes, in my head? Subtly I, wish me dead.
On my back, on the floor, that's it, can't take it anymore. Fade away, into nowhere. My recurring, worst nightmare.
The Vow

AnxietyJust beneath the surface, Waiting all the time.. Nerves and bottled problems, Playing on the Line.Anxiety
One step across the boundary, It all just falls away. No resolute, confidence,
No 'I'm OK' charade.
It spreads across my body, Prickles under my skin.. It's inside, in my mind, This demon.. I can't win.
My breathing becomes shallow, I yearn to stop the tears. It plays with every weakness, It taunts, it glares, it leers.
This monster that's inside me, Loves to come and play. Beating me completely, promis


Let's DanceLet's Dance!Let's Dance
Immersed in boredom, pain, Stunted, fate of the world - Populated, barren, vain. A frozen wonderland.
Emotion, free running, Within it's locked cage. For it's mate, longing, Thought, who's been slept.
Slowed, stopped stasis. A lifeless, broken watch, Beneath skies status, Its lustrous, delicate joy
Though cogs turn, still, In this cage for none, full 'Neath gentle moonlight, fill -


The GardenThe world is a garden, wild and sundry People flowers of beauty, colour and shape. Everyone welcome in natures country Upon the undulating landscape.The Garden
Exotic and wild, or small and demure Each in line, each in place. All designed to tease and lure With colour, placement and scents embrace.
So what am I, what are you? The pure white peace of the lily, The midnight violet of purple and blue? Or the little pansy, happy and frilly?
No, its the rose from which you seed. Valued and lustful, though with your thorns, At least yo


Happy Birthday Kimmet. pt1Now, looking down at your face, coarse and distorted with shock, fear, anger, betrayal, one wouldnt believe it. Your soft pale lips, always creased with smiles of delight at the company of others, now opened in horrified alarm. It was a river mouth, akin with the gods of the world, open and honest and true, always guiding those you loved, or were soon to love in the gentle ripples of your judicious current, floating on the kindness of your soothing, liquid words to the ocean of knowledge and enlightenment, happiness and satisfaction. Glinting with knowledge, a hard shrewdness and unknowable secrets, your eyes, yawning, bottomless pits oHappy Birthday Kimmet. pt1
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If I wasn't out of my mind, where would all the room for free thought be?
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"Protect those who u love in return they will stay by u."
"I'm a lover not a fighter but i'll fight for what I love"
"You're intoxicated by my very presence"-Edward Cullen
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"Protect those who u love in return they will stay by u."
"I'm a lover not a fighter but i'll fight for what I love"
"You're intoxicated by my very presence"-Edward Cullen
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"Puma's are sweet!"~
*** Our Bible ***
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If I wasn't out of my mind, where would all the room for free thought be?
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#axispowershetalia
~Koala-San ~ EUCALYPTUS!!!
Italy~ PASTA!
...*headdesk*
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#axispowershetalia
~Koala-San ~ EUCALYPTUS!!!
Italy~ PASTA!
...*headdesk*
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#axispowershetalia
~Koala-San ~ EUCALYPTUS!!!
Italy~ PASTA!
...*headdesk*
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