the Dark Queen
2010-06-17 @ 23:21:56
There's something about Her that used to scare the hell out of me..Well, it still does..at times..when She rose, my feelings would go ballistic..heart would slow down..thoughts would scatter..and Sadness would knock on my door..that was when I would take out a razor blade..that was when I would write on my skin..and then a hot shower..to - ironically - wash away the pain..wash away the bad thoughts..to breathe life into me..
Scarred.
Nowadays She brings hope..a sort of relief..She's something I await..no matter the situation..when the right time comes, She unveils the formidable land of deceit..made-up characters..never-coming-true stories..there's no 'I' .. no 'me' .. no (...) I'm so damn fond of those precious moments..those seconds before Morpheus claims my will and my mind..
Feels like dying over and over ;|
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Ajkiorka
You wrtite about death or love? I know these two are opposites but... I'm just not sure. ;)
wretched
neither ;]
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