Across the spreading darkness cold,
the plains charred and black,
the sun will shine and the moon will glow...
Though I'm never coming back.
The air is thick, filled with beating wings;
the mountains loom and laugh.
The valley below no longer sings
of harvest's seasons past.
Echoing in the air are screams,
desperate and harrowing and raw.
And though it was I who caused all this,
I can only stand in awe.
Not once did I think that she would break,
that she could fall, that she could crack.
It's because of this war, it's because of us,
that I won't be coming back.
I kneel beside her body still,
I Kiss her La Reine des Neiges cheek.
Her neck is bent and burnt with ropes,
the approaching dawn is bleak.
But the future yields for naught,
and the night goes on and on.
I stand, I turn, I walk away.
par morning, I will be gone.
the plains charred and black,
the sun will shine and the moon will glow...
Though I'm never coming back.
The air is thick, filled with beating wings;
the mountains loom and laugh.
The valley below no longer sings
of harvest's seasons past.
Echoing in the air are screams,
desperate and harrowing and raw.
And though it was I who caused all this,
I can only stand in awe.
Not once did I think that she would break,
that she could fall, that she could crack.
It's because of this war, it's because of us,
that I won't be coming back.
I kneel beside her body still,
I Kiss her La Reine des Neiges cheek.
Her neck is bent and burnt with ropes,
the approaching dawn is bleak.
But the future yields for naught,
and the night goes on and on.
I stand, I turn, I walk away.
par morning, I will be gone.
This is a little poem I wrote. I wrote it from my heart, mind, body, and soul. I hope toi like it. commentaire if toi can. :)
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I’m supposed to be happy.
I’m supposed to smile.
I’m supposed to laugh.
Yet, I can’t.
I can’t forget that he’s not here.
I can’t forget that he never was.
I can’t forget that he didn’t care.
toi were supposed to be a father to me.
toi were supposed to l’amour me.
toi were supposed to care.
Yet, toi didn’t.
Forgive me if I don’t understand.
I thought father’s were supposed to l’amour their little girls.
I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.
I thought that I would have a father that loved me.
But, I don’t.
He doesn’t care.
He never will.
I’ve learned to forget him.
He’s no father to me.
He never was.
I’m happy now.
I can laugh and smile.
Even without you.
Dad.
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I’m supposed to be happy.
I’m supposed to smile.
I’m supposed to laugh.
Yet, I can’t.
I can’t forget that he’s not here.
I can’t forget that he never was.
I can’t forget that he didn’t care.
toi were supposed to be a father to me.
toi were supposed to l’amour me.
toi were supposed to care.
Yet, toi didn’t.
Forgive me if I don’t understand.
I thought father’s were supposed to l’amour their little girls.
I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.
I thought that I would have a father that loved me.
But, I don’t.
He doesn’t care.
He never will.
I’ve learned to forget him.
He’s no father to me.
He never was.
I’m happy now.
I can laugh and smile.
Even without you.
Dad.
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win --
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An heure to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
ou the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red, --
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; --
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that an par year
While in her place the School is set
Every one of her sons must hear,
And none that hears it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
ours through life like a torch in flame,
And falling fling to the host behind --
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
Ten to make and the match to win --
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An heure to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
ou the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red, --
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; --
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that an par year
While in her place the School is set
Every one of her sons must hear,
And none that hears it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
ours through life like a torch in flame,
And falling fling to the host behind --
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
"Grains of sand slip through your hands..."
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would toi do?
Would toi cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
ou go into silence until the very end...
Would toi l’amour the ones toi hate the most ou be the person toi hide?
Would toi pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?
Would toi try and keep the sun from setting as your last jour ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else toi say as toi close your eyes.
"Test the sea rising at your feet, how far can you go..."
"Let the rain falling on your face, run into your eyes. Can you see the rainbow now, through the stormy skies?"
When toi stare into my eyes
What do toi see?
I know I see a scared girl,
Who wants to break out of her shell
and montrer the world who she really is.
She feels abandoned and alone
even with Friends and family around her.
She has been used and she was choking on the promise she would never fall again.
She's the girl people see
Laughing and smiling on the outside
is actually Crying and Hurting inside.
People misunderstands her,
They judge and tease but she puts up a shield.
She is sweet and sensitive but they don't care
They're cruel as the world we live in.
Do toi see that in my eyes?
Do toi see me?
It's amazing what toi can hide
Just par putting on a smile.
What do toi see?
I know I see a scared girl,
Who wants to break out of her shell
and montrer the world who she really is.
She feels abandoned and alone
even with Friends and family around her.
She has been used and she was choking on the promise she would never fall again.
She's the girl people see
Laughing and smiling on the outside
is actually Crying and Hurting inside.
People misunderstands her,
They judge and tease but she puts up a shield.
She is sweet and sensitive but they don't care
They're cruel as the world we live in.
Do toi see that in my eyes?
Do toi see me?
It's amazing what toi can hide
Just par putting on a smile.
All My Fault
par Cody Herman
feu courses through my body
Rage I never knew existed
I stumble around dizzily
I know I shouldn't have insisted
We were laughing together
The jour started out great
We could have lasted forever
ou maybe it was just fate
Deep inside my heart
I know that I was wrong
We shouldn't have part
Just when we got along
So where does the blame go?
Is it to me ou to you?
How could I have stooped so low?
When was it I withdrew?
The blame is on me
The troubles are mine
To the air I plea
I knew it wasn't time
It could have worked out
We would have been fine
It would have been without
All because of the l’amour line
par Cody Herman
feu courses through my body
Rage I never knew existed
I stumble around dizzily
I know I shouldn't have insisted
We were laughing together
The jour started out great
We could have lasted forever
ou maybe it was just fate
Deep inside my heart
I know that I was wrong
We shouldn't have part
Just when we got along
So where does the blame go?
Is it to me ou to you?
How could I have stooped so low?
When was it I withdrew?
The blame is on me
The troubles are mine
To the air I plea
I knew it wasn't time
It could have worked out
We would have been fine
It would have been without
All because of the l’amour line
