As A Girl Walks Into A Room by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
As A Girl Walks Into A Room
As a girl walks into a room
A mirror is what she sees
But upon th Reflection
Shows a side she wishes no one will see
A face with no emotion
A girl that is so pale beyond compare
So cold that no one knows
So confused just beyond comprehension
One in pain
Lonely and in vain
Her complete other side
The side that no one sees
Only that of her facade is seen
But behind closed doors no one will see
Pain and suffering
Changed by one thing
There physically but so far gone to no expectations
But can't you see
That girl is me
How long must I hide
From what is really there
How long must she stay to protect that little girl
To make sure no harm comes her way
How much longer must they have to suffer because of me
I don't want that girl back
The girl I used to be
So I slip into the darkness's embrace
And go to sleep letting someone else take my place
And I let her fight the little girl's guardian
And at one point we won but then she came back at the little girls cry
I want her gone and far away
Never to hear that cry
But all the while people get hurt
But they don't understand what it feels like
Or even who i am
Or who this war has turned me into
I asked a paster about love and he said give it to god
That I wouldn't feel alone, and that being alone is better than an illuision
I asked an artist anout love at first and he said it was an error
It is a novelist without love in his life and we must be more realistic
And now that i don't have you, i think about all the time i wasted, wasted with you
I was so blinded by love that i didn't listen and threw myself into the emptiness of love
Everyone told me everyone warned me that some flowers have thorns
I asked a man about love and he told me i must ignore it, it's better
That i was young and money was more important than any thousa
My Favorite Song in Spanish by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
My Favorite Song in Spanish
yo le pregunte al pastor del amor y el me dijo que se lo entregara a dios.
que no me sintiera solo que estar solo era mejor que vivir de una ilusión
yo le pregunte a un artista del amor a primera vista dijo que era un error
que será de un novelista sin amores en la vida hay que ser mas realista
y ahora que no te tengo pienso en todo el tiempo perdido que perdí contigo
pues por amarte a siegas yoooo no escuche y me lance al vacío por amor
todos me dijeron todos me advertían que hay flores que tienen espinas
yo le pregunte a un señor del amor y el me dijo que ignorarlo era mejor
que yo era joven y el diner
My heart yearns
For what was once there
Who I once was
The lovable little girl
That laughed and cried
But now I'm something else
Some one that of a stranger
Mean, hated and mute
My aura that was once white is now black
Only those who are used to me
Can find comfort in that aura
But those who do not know me
Are scared, and shudder away from me
What else is there for me to do
Look ahead and ignore the others
Or try and bring back the little girl
The on that everyone adores
My heart aches
When I see your face
And hear your laugh
My eyes water
When I see your smile
Yet dry when i think of why you left
I write this down
To remeber what you did to me
But deep inside i want you back
My heart rips
When your brother showed at me door
In a daze he told me what happened
I curled into myself
When I heard you might not wake up
From your deep slumber
A car crash put you here
The room is white
The color you hated
But here you rest in the white bed
I stay by your side
And stay up all night
Wonder whats going on inside you head
Weeks pass
And i still sit by your side
And your wonderful eyes fludder
Thank you
Thank you for being the one I can fall on
In my endless time of loneliness, and need
When I wasnt so human to remember myself
You were there by my side holding my hand
And you supported me while I feel apart
When he wasnt around to do it
And yet I found myself falling in love with you
And I denied all I could but truth prevailed
I was in love
As you stared into my eyes I realized you were what I needed
My own personal sun
Thank you, my Jacob Black
Why do I lie so much? by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
Why do I lie so much?
Why do I lie so much?
To hide from what was once there?
Do you know?
I thought so
Is it because Im numb
Every word said
Every kiss shared
Every touch felt
Was it all a lie?
Do you care about me?
I hope youll stay by my side
When everything about me goes wrong
Would you do for me?
What I would do for you
That is my only for us for you
To be happy
As A Girl Walks Into A Room by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
As A Girl Walks Into A Room
As a girl walks into a room
A mirror is what she sees
But upon th Reflection
Shows a side she wishes no one will see
A face with no emotion
A girl that is so pale beyond compare
So cold that no one knows
So confused just beyond comprehension
One in pain
Lonely and in vain
Her complete other side
The side that no one sees
Only that of her facade is seen
But behind closed doors no one will see
Pain and suffering
Changed by one thing
There physically but so far gone to no expectations
But can't you see
That girl is me
I asked a paster about love and he said give it to god
That I wouldn't feel alone, and that being alone is better than an illuision
I asked an artist anout love at first and he said it was an error
It is a novelist without love in his life and we must be more realistic
And now that i don't have you, i think about all the time i wasted, wasted with you
I was so blinded by love that i didn't listen and threw myself into the emptiness of love
Everyone told me everyone warned me that some flowers have thorns
I asked a man about love and he told me i must ignore it, it's better
That i was young and money was more important than any thousa
My Favorite Song in Spanish by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
My Favorite Song in Spanish
yo le pregunte al pastor del amor y el me dijo que se lo entregara a dios.
que no me sintiera solo que estar solo era mejor que vivir de una ilusión
yo le pregunte a un artista del amor a primera vista dijo que era un error
que será de un novelista sin amores en la vida hay que ser mas realista
y ahora que no te tengo pienso en todo el tiempo perdido que perdí contigo
pues por amarte a siegas yoooo no escuche y me lance al vacío por amor
todos me dijeron todos me advertían que hay flores que tienen espinas
yo le pregunte a un señor del amor y el me dijo que ignorarlo era mejor
que yo era joven y el diner
My heart yearns
For what was once there
Who I once was
The lovable little girl
That laughed and cried
But now I'm something else
Some one that of a stranger
Mean, hated and mute
My aura that was once white is now black
Only those who are used to me
Can find comfort in that aura
But those who do not know me
Are scared, and shudder away from me
What else is there for me to do
Look ahead and ignore the others
Or try and bring back the little girl
The on that everyone adores
My heart aches
When I see your face
And hear your laugh
My eyes water
When I see your smile
Yet dry when i think of why you left
I write this down
To remeber what you did to me
But deep inside i want you back
My heart rips
When your brother showed at me door
In a daze he told me what happened
I curled into myself
When I heard you might not wake up
From your deep slumber
A car crash put you here
The room is white
The color you hated
But here you rest in the white bed
I stay by your side
And stay up all night
Wonder whats going on inside you head
Weeks pass
And i still sit by your side
And your wonderful eyes fludder
Thank you
Thank you for being the one I can fall on
In my endless time of loneliness, and need
When I wasnt so human to remember myself
You were there by my side holding my hand
And you supported me while I feel apart
When he wasnt around to do it
And yet I found myself falling in love with you
And I denied all I could but truth prevailed
I was in love
As you stared into my eyes I realized you were what I needed
My own personal sun
Thank you, my Jacob Black
Why do I lie so much? by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
Why do I lie so much?
Why do I lie so much?
To hide from what was once there?
Do you know?
I thought so
Is it because Im numb
Every word said
Every kiss shared
Every touch felt
Was it all a lie?
Do you care about me?
I hope youll stay by my side
When everything about me goes wrong
Would you do for me?
What I would do for you
That is my only for us for you
To be happy
Whenever i think of you by PureBloodAlex, literature
Literature
Whenever i think of you
When ever I think of you
My heart starts to sing
But then I remember what you did
You choose her because of her looks
Because of the clothes she wore
So you turned you back and left
Left without a care in the world
Why did you leave?
But I refuse to think about you
Your smile, your face
Everything about you that was once mine
Thats now hers
Your eyes and everything about you
Only god knows how hard I try
To forget about what was once mine
I know I tried as hard as I could
To make it work between you and me
But all my efforts were in vane
You loved her more than you ever did me
Well I hope you are happy for
Black Rose:
Why did you have to be so cruel Rose? Why did you have to choose him over me? After all that I gave you, all that we shared, was our love not enough? I know you were sort of going for him from the beginning, but I thought, if I just gave it my best, I might actually have a chance. I mean, I know you at least felt a little bit for me, but you kept making excuses. You said it wouldnt work because of the age difference, but you didnt mind with Him .I thought that we could at least be friends, but you had to push me completely out of your life, Lissa too. He just sucked up all of your precious attentions, theres no
Grandkids On Demand Ch. 5 by no1sangel07, literature
Literature
Grandkids On Demand Ch. 5
Ch. 5 Youre an Evil Bastard Mr. Taisho
Toga had been actually working on some documents in his study for once instead of spying on his eldest and new house guest. He took a sip of coffee that he always tend to prefer whenever he was working and nearly dropped his cup when he heard a loud growl come from the room across from him. A loud thump and loud moan followed it and then more thumps and bumping noises.
Holy shit, are they actually doing it? He said to himself as he fumbled around to find the remote so that he could see them.
Once he secured the remote, he switched on the TV and sure enough, he saw two bodies rolling
About what i was a couple of years ago and what im am now it was a dratic change that everyone hates
this change causes me and my mom to argue and me and my father as well
And my nephew/friend hates me for it but he doesn't under stand why im like that so its just about me i suppose you could say
Current Residence: Houston, Tx Favourite genre of music: all but country Favourite photographer: IDk i dont know many Favourite style of art: Romantic MP3 player of choice: Ipod always Skin of choice: My own: Tan Favourite cartoon character: Depends on what type of carton Personal Quote: I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day. ~Vincent Van Gogh