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lifts me op
lets my dreams be wild
my hair flows in the wind
as my thoughts drifts from it
travel to the sky
forgotten is the winter
and the cold words from frozen rivers
all I see is hope
emerging from the flowers
just waiting to open there petals
to appreciate the sun
I know you felt that way to
Warm, even hot
the sun sometimes burns
but I wont let that stop me
I can cool down in the waters
Still dancing through the fields
felling like nothing could go wrong
and when the winds starts to turn
and the sun moved away
I still feel strong
I know the spring will return
and the rain would serve to soften the earth
You were there whit me
The cold travels on the wind
the leafs show of there graceful demise
whit a mesmerising display of decay
masked as a ball were death is dancing whit them
they accept the fate, it is nature
an I too knew that it had to happen
why did you turn away from it?
The earth is resting
the wind flows over the sleeping trees
soft crystals fa
Words to a past FriendWords to a past Friend
Ever feel like you wanted to give your all to help someone?
Ever felt that you wanted to give to someone without getting anything back?
Ever felt bitterness when they pulled away from you?
Felt a sting in your heart when they believed that you wanted something in return?
I can't give what you don't accept
i wanted to help, i wanted to give and i wanted to see you succeed.
This betrayal is not acceptable
You hurt me greatly, when you lied
and DON'T you Dare tell me that you did that for me
you lied to protect yourself
if you had trusted me
and taken responsibility for your action, i would have been there for you, like i always have...
but you didn't
There is one thing in this that scares me...
You truly believe that you the victim of circumstance?
That you where completely unable to defend yourself?
That everything that happen to you in the past years justified what you did?
Let me tell you, you are a victim
But not of some circumstance
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More