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Child of This Torn WorldChild of this Torn WorldChild of This Torn World
Little child of this torn world, why do you weep? The sun is out, the moon is high and yet here you still sleep. Was it murder, was it need, when you rid yourself of all you loved. Was it right, was it wrong, a flame set by your once beloved?
Little child of this torn world, the friends you make are not your own. One day long, far from gone, they will be those who trade you for some better known. But do not hang your head in unwanted defeat, Stand tall, stand proud, don't let yourself be beat.
Little child of this torn world &
by ~StarryxNights911
Gone>Hope used to fuel her. It filled her and every fiber of her being. She would soar high, with the wind beneath her wings, lifting her higher and higher until all her hopes and realities became within reach. >Is the mere concept of life so powerful that everything she has known has been forgotten? Has the mere thought of failure become so influential that now, the only thing that she knows is the taste of the ground beneath her? >Gone with her memories, her thoughts linger with the moments she was once fond of. The ones that allowed her to fly, and the ones that pushed her to fall. >There, inside, she now only knows lonlinessGone
by ~StarryxNights911
Can You Hear Me?Faith pressed her hands together, and closed her eyes as she knelt to pray. The action that was once so natural to her now felt like a chore. It was a monotonous routine. She'd say a prayer she knew by heart, yet did not put her heart into it. They were merely words, a poem that she would say before she closed her eyes to sleep. The words that once lifted her spirit, the words that once set her free, now confused her, tied her down, and made her feel insignficant in the eyes of the world.Can You Hear Me?
Faith's glassy brown eyes scanned the church, she was alone. Before bowing her head, she reflected. Everything was different, the altar, the p
by ~StarryxNights911
dA Music Meme for WritersDA Music Meme For WritersdA Music Meme for Writers
1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever. 2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs. 3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either. 4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist.
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1. Hanging By a Moment- Lifehouse.
As soon as she met him, nothing else mattered. He became her world
by ~StarryxNights911
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True Texan???If you can not relate to these, you are NOT a "TRUE TEXAN"!!!True Texan???
You're from Texas if...
You can properly pronounce Corsicana, Palestine, Decatur, Wichita Falls, San Antonio, MEXIA, Waco, and Amarillo.
You think that people who complain about the wind in their states are sissies.
A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel.
Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway.
You've ever had to switch from "Heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
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White Room MemorySitting here in this white room makes me think; it doesn't make me think about the faint remaining oder of death or the dour expressions of the nurses that stood outside of the door. It makes me think of memories, good ones..happy ones, ones better than what I saw minutes before hand.White Room Memory
The Sky painted on the ceiling reminds me of summer and when you would take me downtown to the park. Though, even then, I was more interested in the old buildings and their stone walls rather than the swings.
The brown and red curtains reminds me of fall and when you would tell me stories from home as you baked spice cookies. As you we
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- Current Residence: Texas.
- Interests: Music. Reading.
- Favourite band or musician: Mayday Parade.
- Favourite genre of music: Everything.
- Personal Quote: "I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.
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