Of fairytales and missing you by IceRiddler, literature
Literature
Of fairytales and missing you
I miss you
I miss you and your smiles
I miss your chain smoking, and sitting in your window with you
I miss
I cry
I weep
I miss your soul
I miss your voice, smooth and more alive than the world.
I miss your dancing in the early hours, to music enchanting to my ears
Your beauty is my sweet poison
Addiction
But I can never show you
How you make me smile
Makes my heart jump
With clear light blue eyes
I miss you
I miss your red flaming lips.
I miss that one song, with you dancing
What is this agony for, if not longing to finally see you again?
Leap of faith, what a waste
Nothing to the latter, as faith is flung out into the o
She is the girl
Without a mouth
Electric anger
In her eyes
She blames the world
For all her mistakes/troubles
Butterflies sitting on/in her hair
Pretending she
Doesnt exist
That she is someone
Else completely
Fairytales dies
Inside her eyes
No longer, can she deny the truth
About this wrecked,
Broken world
The butterflies inside her stomach,
Turns to werewolves
In daylight
Scars pride her face
Blood is not all her own
You will cry as she
Looks upon your eyes
The sadness you see
Is too much for
Her to hold all alone
Pretty and peacefully
She sits in the blood stained snow
You shouldn't have seen
the blood on the wall
Or the broken picture frames
You shouldn't have smelled
death in the house
Or tread on shattered glass
You shouldn't have to know
the unbearable pain in life
Or what real grief is like
I'm sorry my dear
Live for me
I couldn't
The small fragment
Of snow
Stuck too in your hair
Watching it stay
Melt, slowly from the warmth of you
Watching you leave me
Quiet lies
Laughing kisses
You leave again
The door slams
Sound of abandonment
Scraped knees, I crawl
After the sound
Only silence
My tears do make an ocean
The small fragment
Of snow
Stuck too in your hair
Watching it stay
Melt, slowly from the warmth of you
Watching you leave me
Quiet lies
Laughing kisses
You leave again
The door slams
Sound of abandonment
Scraped knees, I crawl
After the sound
Only silence
My tears do make an ocean
You shouldn't have seen
the blood on the wall
Or the broken picture frames
You shouldn't have smelled
death in the house
Or tread on shattered glass
You shouldn't have to know
the unbearable pain in life
Or what real grief is like
I'm sorry my dear
Live for me
I couldn't
She is the girl
Without a mouth
Electric anger
In her eyes
She blames the world
For all her mistakes/troubles
Butterflies sitting on/in her hair
Pretending she
Doesnt exist
That she is someone
Else completely
Fairytales dies
Inside her eyes
No longer, can she deny the truth
About this wrecked,
Broken world
The butterflies inside her stomach,
Turns to werewolves
In daylight
Scars pride her face
Blood is not all her own
You will cry as she
Looks upon your eyes
The sadness you see
Is too much for
Her to hold all alone
Pretty and peacefully
She sits in the blood stained snow
Of fairytales and missing you by IceRiddler, literature
Literature
Of fairytales and missing you
I miss you
I miss you and your smiles
I miss your chain smoking, and sitting in your window with you
I miss
I cry
I weep
I miss your soul
I miss your voice, smooth and more alive than the world.
I miss your dancing in the early hours, to music enchanting to my ears
Your beauty is my sweet poison
Addiction
But I can never show you
How you make me smile
Makes my heart jump
With clear light blue eyes
I miss you
I miss your red flaming lips.
I miss that one song, with you dancing
What is this agony for, if not longing to finally see you again?
Leap of faith, what a waste
Nothing to the latter, as faith is flung out into the o
Of fairytales and missing you by IceRiddler, literature
Literature
Of fairytales and missing you
I miss you
I miss you and your smiles
I miss your chain smoking, and sitting in your window with you
I miss
I cry
I weep
I miss your soul
I miss your voice, smooth and more alive than the world.
I miss your dancing in the early hours, to music enchanting to my ears
Your beauty is my sweet poison
Addiction
But I can never show you
How you make me smile
Makes my heart jump
With clear light blue eyes
I miss you
I miss your red flaming lips.
I miss that one song, with you dancing
What is this agony for, if not longing to finally see you again?
Leap of faith, what a waste
Nothing to the latter, as faith is flung out into the o
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