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Fallen - Grilled CheeseShe sat on a tall chair by a small strip of countertop while Everett clanked around his tiny kitchen. There were windows that looked out onto the busy street in front of a small couch a few feet away, with the bedroom door to the right. The sweatshirt that Everett had given her was soft inside, and she snuggled deeper into the fabric, which kept her warm and comfortable. Her feet and legs dangled bare, unable to touch the ground from her perch, and she decided that she liked the way her toes felt as they brushed against the laminated legs of the chair. Everything had such interesting textures here, and she felt quite overwhelmed with everythiFallen - Grilled Cheese
by ~LadyLilith-Mirae
MoonI dance and wait (hoping your whispers will one day reach my ears) My eyes fixed on what I can't see through your stolen light.Moon
I sing your songs (imagining your pretty face alight with longing) My silent voice tiptoeing the many multifaceted layers between us.
I take a breath (I will one day remind you I was your bittersweetest love affair) And send silver kisses into your night skies.
I circle and sigh (remembering how much of me I lost when I last touched you) And wish for any sort of miracle
to pull us together again.
by ~LadyLilith-Mirae
SatelliteI haven't slept in a while and My sad melodies revolve in my head The dark slowly creeps closer, andSatellite
My eyes refuse to open all the way My chest thumps a few beats slower The cold slowly creeps closer, and
The pretty photographs grow faded My efforts to revive them grow dim The shadows slowly creep closer, and
While I stare I can't really see Anything left in the world for me The end slowly creeps closer, and
I slowly creep closer
To you.
by ~LadyLilith-Mirae
FirefliesWhile the sun set in the sky I watched the stars fall in your eyesFireflies
And when the waves would hit the shore You told me that you'd loved me more
Ever since you almost realized My so-called revelations left you paralyzed
With dreams of violet clarity Our hearts beat in disparity.
We spent the night in halfway-song The world began to sing along
And when the morning sun began to rise I lay and listened to your sighs
You asked if I minded staying by You whispered, we will learn to fly -
We'll stay and watch the firefl
by ~LadyLilith-Mirae
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unfinished stories."Do you want to talk about it?" "No." "Do you want me to give you some space?" "No." "Babe… Please tell me. I'm terrible at these guessing games." "Can you tell me a story?" "I don't –" "Please? It'll get my mind off it. Then I can tell you." "I – Okay. What should it be about?" "I don't know. Anything. You've got a world full of topics." "Alright. Well, once upon a time, there were two kids, a boy and a girl. Every day, the boy would walk a mile after school to the girl's house and, from there, they'd walk another quarter of a mile to the playground together. This traunfinished stories.
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: The North, with the Panserbjourne
- Interests: Reading, writing, manga, anime, bubbles, music, cats, the piano, pinwheels
- Favourite movie: Howl's Moving Castle
- Favourite band or musician: So many..! Um, Flyleaf, Bayside, Owl City, Switchfoot
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal, Techno, Indie, Alternative, most anything really
- Favourite artist: Victoria Phillips
- Favourite poet or writer: John Green, Edgar Allen Poe, Emily Bronte
- Favourite photographer: Wesley Wilson
- MP3 player of choice: lotz of memriez plz
- Favourite game: Mirror's Edge
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2, PS3, and Gamecube (No! I can't choose one side! T_T)
- Favourite cartoon character: Wizard Howl, Kyo Sohma, Eduardo
- Personal Quote: "Domo, dahling."
- Tools of the Trade: Gimme a hard drive and a keyboard, please, and I'll give you a story. Maybe. >.>
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