Black roses;
They became the rosas that where once red,
They became this Black when my coração bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my coração follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful you are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe you like them (:
They became the rosas that where once red,
They became this Black when my coração bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my coração follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful you are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe you like them (:
This is a short poem I wrote for my english class and just felt like sharing it.
My leaf clings to the tree,
It is new to life,
Pure green,
Feeling as soft as skin.
My leaf falls down,
Ageing,
Changing,
Dying.
My leaf lives on the ground,
Swept away por the wind,
Feeling crumpled like used paper.
My leaf is dead,
From green to brown,
Soft to crumpled,
Spring to autumn.
(We had to write about a leaf and I came up with this. So hope you like. x)
please comment this is my first artigo on this spot. I really enjoy writing.
My leaf clings to the tree,
It is new to life,
Pure green,
Feeling as soft as skin.
My leaf falls down,
Ageing,
Changing,
Dying.
My leaf lives on the ground,
Swept away por the wind,
Feeling crumpled like used paper.
My leaf is dead,
From green to brown,
Soft to crumpled,
Spring to autumn.
(We had to write about a leaf and I came up with this. So hope you like. x)
please comment this is my first artigo on this spot. I really enjoy writing.
Im sick of the words, me and you
You used to make my body feel giggly and numb
but honey your like chewin gum
the flavor is so juicy and sweet
but then later the flavors gone and meek
just like those three little words that race outta your mouth
little people would laugh out loud
because they all know what youv done
youv taken two hearts
and broke them into one
its sad really
how you lie and cheat
because everyone knows
revenge is oh so sweet
We all know you cheated and lied
o honey but i didnt die inside
i kept right on going
down my mary way
knowing that today
Was our so called day
the dia that i fell so hopelessly in love
because you were the one i was dreaming of
you used to want
You always would hug me
but that gum is gone and dirty
your not the only one that lias and cheats
because other that do know
revenge is oh so sweet
nobody understands love,
nobody really believes.
you can't put a price on the way people make you feel,
but you can always say:
i amor you
but what does it really mean?
those three small words?
to many people it's just
i care about you
isn't that easier to say
than make someone believe
you'll always be there for them
that they are the sun, the moon, the stars
that they will be the person that you want to be the last person to see before you die?
is it so hard to NOT make someone believe
that you will always be there for them
that you will be the one that they need
for life
for eternity
forever?
seguinte time you say
i amor you
mean it
because if you don't
your just hurting yourself
and the person that you say it to
nobody really believes.
you can't put a price on the way people make you feel,
but you can always say:
i amor you
but what does it really mean?
those three small words?
to many people it's just
i care about you
isn't that easier to say
than make someone believe
you'll always be there for them
that they are the sun, the moon, the stars
that they will be the person that you want to be the last person to see before you die?
is it so hard to NOT make someone believe
that you will always be there for them
that you will be the one that they need
for life
for eternity
forever?
seguinte time you say
i amor you
mean it
because if you don't
your just hurting yourself
and the person that you say it to
