( No real reason, just want some opinions... )

 So well, here you go, some rants about you people reading this and what I like to read 8D

( A little pimping )

I don't think I have any right whatsoever to claim this to be a Samhein (One of the greatest Wiccan festivals, if not the greatest. I don't really trust Wiki on it and I don't feel like bugging Stini with asking ^^') poem, I can only say that stini_c  telling me about it made me wanna write about it. And I've had this urge to write to riverdance music for ( Read more... )

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A soft rhythmic sound;
My finger taps the beat.
Realization;
Forgetting.
A soft beat hammering;
My foot taps the rhythm.
Loving;
Hating.
A soft beat thundering;
My body moving to the rhythm.
Dancing.
Let the music play;
Let the rhythm thunder though my body.
Makes me free;
Makes me wild.
An addicting sound;
A seducing voice.
Breaking;
Healing.
Threads pulling at me;
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I think I am a dandelion...
At least I want to be like one.
Since,
no matter how many times you cut it,
rip it up,
throws rocks on it,
poison it,
chops it with an ax,
it still grows up to show you a little yellow sun.
But, ah, please don't take the sun away,
I need her comfort and warmth.
Oh, and please let the rain stay too,
when someone cries and needs me,
I ( Read more... )

 Go into my ear,
be as a worm inside my skull,
eat away everything hurting me.
Eat it and spit it out,
trample it beneath your foot just for my sake.
Hold me oh so crushing close,
lift me above this crying crowd I despise,
let my tears soak your cloth.
Talk to me,
drown out all this noise in my head,
I'm going truly mad now.
Fuck,
I need you so.

Ah, somewhat a ( Read more... )

 Oh ma God, just bought, watched and LOVED 'Happy Feet'. Seriously, those voices, the animations... I love penguins~~~ X3 ( Read more... )

Banished from our paradise;
I sing this bloody requiem.
Caught up in war;
I pray for those tears to ease.
Looking down at that hell;
I scream for salvation to come.
But I am never heard;
by anyone.

The rain goes drip, drip, drip.
The tears go drip, drip, drip.
A cloud is alone, drip, drip, drip.
A girl is alone, drip, drip, drip.
The cloud sails on, drip, drip, drip.
The girl is stuck.

Right now, my eyes are grey.
Now, when I stand before you,
my eyes are as grey as the clouds in the sky.
But I wish they were green as the forest I love,
or the sea I ( Read more... )