I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope Ты enjoy.
Read to the rhythym Ты would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat by his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the Далее time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope Ты enjoy.
Read to the rhythym Ты would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat by his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the Далее time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
Ты hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
Ты twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
Ты think Ты can hurt me,
Just because Ты gave me money,
Ты think Ты can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made Ты fell.
I wish Ты have never дана birth to me,
I wish I can expose what Ты are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate Ты to the heart's core,
I want Ты to hear my vengeful call.
I respect Ты because I must,
Yet Ты blame me for not giving Ты my trust.
How can I love, или trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to Ты by blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever Ты will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
Ты twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
Ты think Ты can hurt me,
Just because Ты gave me money,
Ты think Ты can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made Ты fell.
I wish Ты have never дана birth to me,
I wish I can expose what Ты are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate Ты to the heart's core,
I want Ты to hear my vengeful call.
I respect Ты because I must,
Yet Ты blame me for not giving Ты my trust.
How can I love, или trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to Ты by blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever Ты will grieve
When Ты think Ты think your in love. Its just a trick. When Ты feel like your falling Ты are. Your fallin down and down intill Ты fall on spikes. The spikes peirce every part of your body but most of all they hit your heart. Thats why Ты fell like your bleeding from the inside to the outside. Thats why it hurts so badly.
Любовь can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when Ты fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When Ты fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes Ты feel. If Ты think Im right, или if im wrong, im curios to what Ты think. Thankyou!
Любовь can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when Ты fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When Ты fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes Ты feel. If Ты think Im right, или if im wrong, im curios to what Ты think. Thankyou!