I Shall FlyThrough the heart I shall fly Through the heartI Shall Fly
Of those that are young Through the heart Of those that loved Through the heart
Of those that loved while young Through the heart That won't know Through the heart So as to cause pain Through the heart I shall fly Through the heart A dagger made for pain Through the heart Of all those that have known love Through the heart A dagger, I shall fly!
SleepSleep is a necessity I have been deprivedSleep
School deprives me of my precious sleep I need my sleep I don't want to fall asleep in class But it is so hard not to I have to write to stay awake My dreams at night are a blur I don't have time to get into them Because when I finally relax The alarm goes off Condemn the alarm It rips me from my precious slumber That which I desperately need
Remember MeDestined to live far from meRemember Me
At the time I needed you most Never judging me for what I say to you In a place farther than I want Everlasting in my memory Long has my love been for you And forever may it last If it ever starts to fade
Remind me why I loved you in the first place Please don't ever forget me I know there will be others that may carch your attention But may you never give up the memories we share The laughs, the tears, and everything in between For if you do, all could be lost
So please remember me For I won't ever forget you
Sweet MistSweet Mist Falling on those below Refreshing the thirsty Renewing the old Rejuvenating the hurting Sweet mist from above Cooling the burned Quenching the parched Soothing the pained Sweet mist of love Comforting those who cry Cry out for help For healing their hearts and souls Lost in pain and confusion The pain of losing someone dear The confusion of why Why lose that person So young and full of life Looking towards the future But cut short By a simple mistake Speed or water Not knowing the true depth ThenSweet Mist
Pour by WhisperingStormPourPour by WhisperingStorm
Water pours over my hands, my Body, full of life and nourishment The gentle rush of cold touch to Hands, and the sound of splashing Reverberating in my ears, caressing with No scent, just a feeling of clean, and then Against my hands the velvet gush Falls, grasping ever downward Until it reaches my flesh and the Entrancing stream of liquor fades to my Feet. Effervescence explodes, liquid
Detonating and roaring in a tumult Of eternity. The subtle texture of wine Echoes with the faint aroma of love, but There is deep crimson presen
Cornerstone is over for a year!
