The Code InspiresIf only I could comprehend the attraction of the chalice to the blade The very curves and shapes fit together of which god were said to have made And if the dagger fits the sheath Then she, of two, that lies beneath Grows a rose, a line of blood Grows a battleline, a flood Line from which a war is raving War a chalice should be saving Yet, the line, the vine, the rose, the blood Continues to be fuel for the flood Of warriors that fight in secret Warriors that have died to keep it The fruit "Apple" took too far, only meant "Evil" Translation lost in a castle most medThe Code Inspires
That BoyPART I In a world where tall is small I walked up an unknown street -Madison. And I thought of a girl And I thought of a boy I thought of me I thought of me and the girl And I thought of me and the boy I thought of the girl and the boy.That Boy
PART II And now a week has gone by.
And I’ve thought more of the boy. I like the boy- more than I care to admit. He and I, that boy and I, We went walking. I know I like him, actually More than I care to admit honestly And now it is complicated. That boy, he has a girl Not my girl, no
The Evening ClearsI wish to sit and write by flash light.The Evening Clears
The air is warm for autumn
The breeze causing turmoil among the leaves
The charcoal road is dank with a solemn orange glow
As the yellow leaves rush to cover their new home.
I stood there, blending in with the night
Stable in the wind
Face to the sky
To feel
I closed my eyes, then cast my head down to look around
Dark splotches spattered the ground,
The same ran together on the smooth surface of the cars
And my mind stood still.
I breathed the earth in, beckoning the pending storm
Almost smiling at the wild
Palace of GoldWalk into a palace, where dreams they do scream Around to the lake, tortured voices be seen But only by one The girl be so young Her cold hearted mother has taken her tongue She molded it fat, in a knot she did tie So the small little girl can tell only liesPalace of Gold
She tells tales of a time, she was only but one Before evil mommy had taken her tongue A time when she spoke everything from her heart Before all her love wheeled away in a cart Of the times before the great palace did fall Of days when the voices weren't tortured at all The voices spoke stories and beaut
Time to goLove in a minuteI’ve loved you for almost a minute.Love in a minute
I approached you
But you just turned to talk to her. A second later you were through
With her and life. I talked you out of your slow suicide, After that I never got a ‘thank you’ I think you just wanted to go and hide. An hour later you came and showed me your cuts And I fixed them right up. You stayed for awhile
But left with a grin. A day later you came and said
‘I’ve loved you from the first minute I saw you But I’m ending this life With a simple kitchen knife.’
I couldn’t do much You didn’t
nearly done
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and for some reason... here's a pirate
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Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
I'm happy you appreciated the photo
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bernie
I miss you tons!! Hope you're having a ball!
~Elsie
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