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GoI want you to understand my love. I need this. Let go. I have fallen from such great heightsGo
And you are crystal in my hands. I want to set you gently down. Let me let go. I want you to understand, my love I need this. My mask is broken and now I’m exposed I want to cover it, but you still reside in my hands. I’m holding my arms extended,
As far away as possible. Please. I need you to understand my love I need you to
Go.
by ~foundthefog
You Only Need to KnowHer problems always seem forced but they're really There. sometimes She wonders if they really are too. Everything She claims might get taken away.. She fights the hands that don't hit. And when Everything is turned distant - a sort of fading greyYou Only Need to Know
She hits you with a Force you didn't know was there. When you only want to run She'll make you hers. She's more imposing,
But She won't let you realize that yet. you only need to know, and that is not important
by ~foundthefog
"laughter"Laughter is gently buffeted and floats on the wings of a fragrant breeze. It reaches your ears but does not cross the threshhold. It teases and flirts with them but will not, cannot be truly caught. You wonder whose it is, why it is, as you gaze into shining, luminesce grey eyes. On the surface, at least, happiness stares steadily back at you, but, as you wander closer, you catch an elusive, inexplicable glimpse of what lies beneath. But the knowledge you seek evades you because she dances away, danced away with every step you took to bring you nearer. Look, but don't touch; wonder but don't come too close or she'll dance away, dance away...."laughter"
by ~foundthefog
"hide"The longing to run whispers to you above the din of a life full of noise vying for predominance. But the sounds, one by one, encounter some invisible, insurmountable barrier and only one word, "hide" seems able to permeate the intangible yet still solid boundary. "Hide. Wrap yourself in a cloak of invulnerability, invinsibility. Don't let the world hurt you. Run." But, if you hide, is it any different than the soldier who lies quaking in the trenches as he listens to the eiry music of the bullets as they sing through the air above his head, and, crumbling, abandons his trench and runs. Runs far away from the deceivingly sweet music. Yes, he c"hide"
by ~foundthefog
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Feeling?Intrinsic thought undulates through the cords of deciet Lead-ons and lies strike more and more as I suffer defeat My hear so aches of harm done through intent unknown I scarcely think the damage I take could ever be known This pain is real physical boundaries can contain it no longer My doubt doubles my mentality is in danger. . .Feeling?
by ~Silent-Contemplation
Nocturne in C MinorThe ivory keys let out a sorrowful narration as I caress them through another Nocturne. It begins with a cadence of demanding chords followed by a humbling repetition, and then quietly enters a low melody until it broadens into a fortississimo. My fingers graze and a dizzying trill rushes into a sudden halt -- and the melody seems to sigh before it takes a few light steps to fall into another series of contemplating phrases.Nocturne in C Minor
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