Infidelidad y pasión.
A el le gustaba como ella lo besaba,
A ella le encantaba como la tocaba.
Infieles bajo una luna menguante,
Ahora se arrepienten por no pensar antes.
El sudor los marco,
Contra una pared ella lo tiro,
Para correr por la suya
Y susurraba, que quería ir pa' la cama.
El le entrego su corazón,
Sin ninguna razón
Mas aya de la pasión
Insensata y venenosa, poca cosa.
Lo enreda y el se lo goza,
Por que, para el ella era hermosa.
Bajo la influencia del alcohol,
Se tocaron sin pudor,
Dejaron que hablara el dembow
Todo por un llegar a la acción.
Sonrisas vacías, no era amor,
Solo era el producto de la tentación,
The pain and how it kills,
The cold and the chills,
The moon on the star lit sky,
A small toad hypnotized by it's light.
All this crawling on it's skin,
Is dreaming really a sin?
Longing for something more,
But then again, just a simple toad.
Time passed by,
And someone finally,
Graced a kiss up it's lips,
Given by a gentle prince
All to smoother it in bliss,
All this from a kiss.
The toad looked down,
Noticed she was in a gown
And her lips showed a frown,
She gasped once and twice,
Amazed at her own sound,
Staring in awe at her reflection,
She wondered if a dream was the occasion,
She was beautiful beyond comparison,
Bo
Raped and stripped,
A show grotesque and sick,
Breaking skin and tearing walls,
Screams echoing along empty halls.
Red sensitive skin, tears like cascades,
Echoes of people saying her name,
She closes her eyes to hide away the shame,
Ignoring the fact, she calling for help all too late.
She wakes up next morning,
Thrown on the floor,
Such sorrow mourning,
For a virgin's lost.
Her head spins around,
Screams and shouts,
Cat cries and dogs howl,
Ruined the chance of a white gown.
She weeps and crawls,
Seethes and calls,
The devil himself, sudden calm,
Thinking her pain, would soon be gone.
She invokes the devil,
From where
The lie, you were never mine. by ANheiru, literature
Literature
The lie, you were never mine.
I'm not crying,
even though I really am,
cause, I just smile,
sinking in a lie,
leaving the pain behind,
maybe we'll be together,
Some other time,
maybe make my fantasy,
a kiss from your lips
soaked in lime.
'Cause I'm running out of time,
For my future to decide,
whether you'll be someone else's
or simply mine.
Some few last verses,
moods and different faces,
cycles along my mind,
circles entwining my mind,
Making me believe,
This Simple lie,
You were never Mine.
Hiding everything,
With a pretty, petty smile,
Myself, I admire,
For being to take so much,
Like such,
Take it up a notch,
Admit it,
You don't trust me,
Well not anymore,
Maybe you do,
And it all just doubts,
Screaming hollering,
Along this mouth, inside my mind
My conscience shouts,
Telling me I should just die,
Or are those the demons within me?
Or the Devil itself,
Making me hate myself,
Neglecting itself.
Circles and cycles,
Or hate on a wheel,
Making twist in what I feel,
So I collapse and kneel,
Bloody heels,
Mark my body with your seal.
Tears down my cheek,
Cursing the taste of your lips,
Hands which do not s
Lonesome tears,
a generation filled with fear,
a whisper.....
So no one can hear.
Lonesome tears,
a whisper...
that no one can hear
warning us
depresion's near.
Feeling numb,
trying to scream,
words no one can hear
full of our fears,
words no one can hear,
my life's end is near.
Lonesome tears...
lonely screams,
wich no one can hear,
repeating our fears.
Lonesome tears,
repetition's outcome,
lonesome tears,
proof my heart's not whole.
Lonely tears.
Root of all my fears,
a generation with a limited vocabulary,
ANother problem in sociaty.
howling in the firefly's light by ANheiru, literature
Literature
howling in the firefly's light
the firefly's light
so simple so briliant,
so beautiful
yet so small,
I honestly,hate it all
right now I look up and only see a firefly,
let it shine...
ignore the face behind..
let her shine.
Black..
nothing..
so distant so hollow..
yet so shallow...
looking out the window..
I can barely see the moon...
as if it were entwined within
the tree's arms ir's branch..
something deep inside..
waiting to hatch..
howl..scream and shout.
stare it down,
horror movie material just howl...
So pathetic,
can't even cry
myself to sleep
just soiling the sheets..
with nothing but my tears,
scream and howl
but no sound comes out...
Now here I stand......
searching for a quick fix,
trying to find bliss,
away from my ignorance,
the satisfaccion,
leaving my heart open.
emotions are naked.
trying to shed this...
shed a memory,get a new skin...
trying to shed this...
shed the memory of you're bitter-sweet kiss......
sweet bliss....
take me away..
from the torment of the memory,
taking me away...
braking the chains...
no longer enslaved.......
bye bye....im going away//
sweet bliss,
your sweet kiss,
sweet bliss,
banish the memory.....
sweet bliss
taking over me...
sweet bliss...
a little moment of peace,
sweet bliss...
is there such thing as tranqui
Sick of quick fixes
complete dissatifaction.....
fighting this so called sickness..
can this be an illness?
trying to break an addiction.......
such a sick show....
and you're watching it from the first row...
an addiciton to the sweet bliss...
to my art to my music...
shove me,and then use me!...
bliss is the result of my ignorance...
don't save bullets and just shoot me...
read my lips....I'm suffering....
I'm not stupid,Im something more....
c'mon tell 'em and show 'em...
should I be more blunt?
I'm still an open book...
which you can't manage to understand.....
neither can you see the blood in my hands,,,
is it cause im
I'm sorry I tried to please,
Though you'd never notice me
I always tried to feel so high,
Even when you said goodbye
Things could've gone a different way,
If only you'd stop to say
I love you
I'm not afraid
Of monsters in my way,
Just weak I sway
And I only fear one thing
That one day
Our love will wither
The say nothing last for ever anyway,
But this love,
Feels as though it's here to stay.
Lost in a dream,
Of all you've said to me,
Hollow wishes,
Tear me apart with your lips,
Run your nails through every inch of my face,
Take away the heartache
Only twice a month,
Not much but enough.
The taste of your lips,
The shape of your hips,
All you've said to me
All just a muse, ignoring it's no use.
The taste of your lips,
The shape of your hips,
All you've said to me
Burned into my memory.
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Name: Azrael
Gender: Male
Age: Azrael is some millenias old. Never reveals his exact age to anyone. But, he looks around 22.
Race: Engel.
Sub Race: Arch Engel.
Hair Color: Black, White at the tips.
Eye Color: White. http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j182/cherryboombabe/CONTACTS/white.jpg
Height: 5'8
Weight: 132
Description:
Physical Description: Azrael has a small build, not too tall, not that short either. He has a pretty muscular build despite his small build, thus he tends to show off his chest and stomach, muscles, etc by wearing tight sleeveless shirts.
Hair Lenght/Description: His hair is short on the sides, and pretty lo