It's Time to Write AgainSo. I've been editing/working on/finishing some of my WIPs that have been ignored. I've made very little progress.
Well. It's very late, and this hasn't helped much. Darn? Uhm. Yeah. *sigh*
lalala....
~Willow, signing off
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How to BreathePut away your troubled thoughts, and let them float away. Lose all your hurt, forget your pain -How to Breathe
wait till another day.
Don't forget the things you know, or what you thought you knew. Perhaps they're all just crazy lies - you're hearing quite a few.
Think before you say a word, it might not all be true. Focus on what your sure is real -
not how he lied to you.
Close your eyes, but don't escape into an unseen place. If to see him kills you now - wish he had left no trace.
Rest your head, let yourself cry -
and th
by ~RoseEglantine
Miss LadybugGood afternoon, Miss Ladybug, is not the day quite fair? You're on my shoulder, ladybug, how do you like it there?Miss Ladybug
Miss Ladybug, don't be appalled, I'm asking just for fun! I wonder what you might be called were you a gentleman...
by ~RoseEglantine
Love Like A RoseYour love is like a red rose. Darkly passionate, wildly romantic; It withered away, petal by petal. Your kiss was the bleeding dance that killed your love - like a red, red rose.Love Like A Rose
Your love is like a white rose. Quietly innocent, pure and clean; It withered away, petal by petal. Sin was the sickly truth that killed your love - like a pure, white rose.
Your love is like a pink rose. Young and sweet, tender and soft; It withered away, petal by petal. Growing old was the daily life that killed
your love - like a sweet, pink rose.
Your l
by ~RoseEglantine
Lost DreamsIn the garden of lost dreams, there lies a rotting cross. Stained with innocent blood, I know what forgiveness costs.Lost Dreams
In the hallway of silent screams, there lives a tortured soul. Dreaming in a reverie, it wakes at midnight's toll.
On the road of broken hearts, I will find your love. Falling into wild obsession, needing just a shove.
In the grave of fallen stars, there is a healing spirit. It sings a song of Resurrection -
and if you listen, you may hear it.
by ~RoseEglantine
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