have you noticed when you fall in love it feels like your flying? I have. It the most wonderful feeling in the world. But when do you feel it? Do you feel it when you fall in love, or when you just are overfilled with joy?
Have you ever felt it? Or have you felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that you have to fly away from it before your love hurts you? Or does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what you think...
Have you ever felt it? Or have you felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that you have to fly away from it before your love hurts you? Or does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what you think...
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until you hear
The angels sing
Thy blessing
When you hear heaven’s
Yell you wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was you who committed them
And you wil burn for sin
You are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
You are never hit
Nor bit
By the fire consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
You are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
You are never hit
Nor bit
By the fire consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until you hear
The angels sing
Thy blessing
When you hear heaven’s
Yell you wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was you who committed them
And you wil burn for sin
You are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
You are never hit
Nor bit
By the fire consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
You are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
You are never hit
Nor bit
By the fire consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a triangle of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a triangle of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
