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Lay down your sweet and weary head
Night is falling, you have come to journey's end...
Trying to writeClean sheet of paper Ink pen in hand So many ideas that I don't quite understand Why is it so hard to make words out of feelings? Punctuation, proper spelling It isn't so appealing. Need some sort of release, For the emotions so wild, But sentances are clumsy,Trying to write
Like I'm just a child. At least I tried, Who cares anyway? Maybe I'll just try Some other day. I'll draw instead.
OutcastOucast.Outcast
The cool ones scorn me, I'm not worth their time.
The clever ones can't stand me,
I can barely write a rhyme. The punk rockers like me, But I can't play the guitar. The sporty ones get bored of me, I never run that far. The aggressive ones have named me dull, I'll never start a fight. It seems no matter what I do, I'll never get it right. Who am I? An outcast.
Just another hopeless romanticEach raindrop pattered gently on the roof, producing a rhythmic soothing sound that had been going on for well over an hour. Her dark eyes were glazed and distant, dreaming again of his beautiful face. There was no sleep tonight, if she was to succumb to her drowsiness the nightmare would once again drag her under, and his warm comforting voice would not be there to save her. He was the angel in a sea of pain, what better to keep her awake then dwelling on when she would next see him? The pale moon cast a pure innocent glow onto her full featured face through the darkness, her eyes tracing the dark night sky. It was star filled, for once, figJust another hopeless romantic
Sensing dangerThe raiders were coming. Known for their cruel and deadly accuracy, they closed in on their next destination almost silently, speaking only to urge their restless horses on. The hut they were looking for was on the outskirts of a small secluded village, a peaceful place. The bone-chilling orders were simple; In and out, leave no one alive.Sensing danger
However none of them noticed the young child wandering beneath the towering trees in the early dawn light.
Dark shadowed figures stand on the edge of a clearing; brilliant golden eyes gaze at the waxing moon fading into daylight. The wolves can sense danger. The serene silence is broken by the
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death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
where we had shoulders, smooth as ravens claws
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Jiwaku Tergulai Lembut
Bandung ke Jakarta, Tubuhku Bermetamorfosa <
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Th' exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine...
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Jiwaku Tergulai Lembut
Bandung ke Jakarta, Tubuhku Bermetamorfosa <
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Th' exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine...
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Take your powder, take your gun, report to General Washington.
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