Chapter 2: Mother's love
Her blue eyes, bright and full of hope glow in
the darkness of broken dreams.
Gwenny was her name.
Hope that is left among these dreams that lived in Jack's eyes.
Father's cœur, coeur was full, though.
Life of whom he dreamed now begins to fade,
though dreams still live within.
Captured inside, locked up and condemned to oblivion.
Dana, mother, happy and peaceful takes her
baby, embracing her gentle and cuddling.
Mother's cœur, coeur was full.
Gwenny was beautiful baby, her skin was so soft and white, eyes so bright.
Baby was peaceful when her mother was near.
Mother's l’amour has always been the strongest one.
The both parents were happy, enjoying in every smile that Gwenny gave.
Nights were long, though.
Past days, dreams that seem to be so distant
and impossible torture Jack's mind.
Life he lives is not the life he dreamed of.
Regardless of all that, he was happy, but not peaceful.
In the room he is, sounds are noisy, as if the walls whisper, as if the wind talks.
But, the melody of wind itself is not like a lullaby, it's plus like restless thoughts that circle
around the head.
Nights were cruel, sleepless.
Only thoughts were awoken, everything else was quiet.
Her blue eyes, bright and full of hope glow in
the darkness of broken dreams.
Gwenny was her name.
Hope that is left among these dreams that lived in Jack's eyes.
Father's cœur, coeur was full, though.
Life of whom he dreamed now begins to fade,
though dreams still live within.
Captured inside, locked up and condemned to oblivion.
Dana, mother, happy and peaceful takes her
baby, embracing her gentle and cuddling.
Mother's cœur, coeur was full.
Gwenny was beautiful baby, her skin was so soft and white, eyes so bright.
Baby was peaceful when her mother was near.
Mother's l’amour has always been the strongest one.
The both parents were happy, enjoying in every smile that Gwenny gave.
Nights were long, though.
Past days, dreams that seem to be so distant
and impossible torture Jack's mind.
Life he lives is not the life he dreamed of.
Regardless of all that, he was happy, but not peaceful.
In the room he is, sounds are noisy, as if the walls whisper, as if the wind talks.
But, the melody of wind itself is not like a lullaby, it's plus like restless thoughts that circle
around the head.
Nights were cruel, sleepless.
Only thoughts were awoken, everything else was quiet.
I know the way it eats your mind
The way your brain, eaten up
The one that leaves toi silent, blind
Long after you've had enough
I know the way it devours your thoughts
The way toi feel confused
It feels like a million knots
It leaves toi feeling used
I know the way it stabs your cœur, coeur
The way it leaves toi here to bleed
It makes quite sure to tear toi apart
The time toi really need
I know the way it hurts your feelings
The way it leaves toi blue
toi say toi see, when not really seeing
toi say toi know, but that's not true
I know the way toi try and hide it
But then toi know you'll always find it
In the trees and in the gravel
This lie toi call friendship, I can't unravel.
The way your brain, eaten up
The one that leaves toi silent, blind
Long after you've had enough
I know the way it devours your thoughts
The way toi feel confused
It feels like a million knots
It leaves toi feeling used
I know the way it stabs your cœur, coeur
The way it leaves toi here to bleed
It makes quite sure to tear toi apart
The time toi really need
I know the way it hurts your feelings
The way it leaves toi blue
toi say toi see, when not really seeing
toi say toi know, but that's not true
I know the way toi try and hide it
But then toi know you'll always find it
In the trees and in the gravel
This lie toi call friendship, I can't unravel.
But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
I very slightly opened my eyes to peek past my fear, watching those bright blue eyes take hold along my neck, then the silk lips press against my flesh.
The Universaty's Library (Biblioteca Joanina in portuguese)
Sakura Haruno From Naruto Punching Naruto Uzumaki
