Post by mudfang on Mar 2, 2008 12:32:09 GMT -5
Music - www.youtube.com/watch?v=w6J89tWeh0A&feature=related <---- this one fits best
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSe-yYcUlW8
I couldn’t tell you why she felt that way. She felt it everyday.
The blood sky outlined a broken figure. A fae. Her black fur stood out among the bright crimson of sunset. Tears streamed down her face.
I couldn’t help her. I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
Puphood. The smells of rabbit fur and soft, down feathers surrounded her. Cuddling beside her mother… Who was her mother? Who was her father? Surely she would meet them in the Twilight Realm.
What’s wrong, what’s wrong now? Too many, too many problems?
Neophyte ceremonies. Snuggling beside Sharpie. Lying about nightmares to get into his nest beside him. Comfort. Love. Her first taste of it.
Don’t know where she belongs… Where she belongs…
Warrior hood. Chasing moose with her mate. Her best friend. Her soul. Her entire being.
She wants to go home but nobody’s home.
More tears came. Her life, gone. Emptiness. Pain. Misery. Loss. Her paws quivered as she took another step toward the edge. No coughs were there. She had shunned them away. She didn’t need a death from disease.
It’s where she lies, broken inside.
She was dieing inside.
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes. Broken inside.
She couldn’t live. She wouldn’t live. Without him. No…
Open your eyes and look outside. Find the reasons why…
She was already dead.
You’ve been rejected, and now you can’t find what you’ve left behind.
Her claws gripped the edge. (i dont want to die) Her breathing quickened. (im already dead)
Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems…
More tears. She was slowly tearing herself apart. At the brink of madness. (all we see is but a dream within a dream)
Don’t know where she belongs… Where she belongs…
Breaking. (nothing left to break) Ripping. (already beaten) Fighting. (i dont want to die)
She wants to go home, but nobody’s home.
Alone. (void of darkness) Outcasted. (shoved to the side) Crying. (struggle for power when theres no power left)
It’s where she lies, broken inside.
Love. (dieing) Hate. (fading) Sorrow. (leaving)
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes…
Memoir. (hate you) Regret. (love you) Confusion. (i dont want to die)
Broken inside.
What do you do when you reach a Catch-22? The end of the road? When your story ends?
Her feelings she hides.
Easy. You start a sequel. Begin a new era.
Her dreams she can’t find.
But what happens if you run out of ideas?
She’s losing her mind.
The End. Fin. Finished.
She’s falling behind.
The End of the Last Era.
She can’t find her place.
Inching toward the edge. (i dont want to die)
She’s losing her faith.
Step by step. (void numb unfeeling dead)
She’s fallen from grace.
Stumble. (o god) A rock fell from it’s place under a black paw and the fae gasped.
She’s all over the place.
Almost there. (i dont want to die)
She wants to go home, but nobody’s home.
She whispered gingerly. “I‘m sorry, Liviana. In me isn‘t good enough.”
It’s where she lies, broken inside.
Slipping. (o god) Stumbling. (i dont want to die)
With no place to go, no place to go…
Falling. (i want to die)
… to dry her eyes…
Down. (take me swiftly) Down. (take me calmly) Farther. (never mind) A short distance now. (just take me)
Broken inside.
Nevermore.
-------
A black figure whistled through the air. It seemed like hours before the body hit the ground. The sound of the sound of the impact echoed everywhere. A silence engulfed the forest. Every living thing was grieving.
A call also echoed in the forest, one of sorrow, but relief was there, too. “Love doesn’t end in death. Lies spread. Truths die. But love will never end…”
This is a story of lost lovers. A story of tragedy. A story of pain. A story of two wolves in the mist…
Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
Holly was dead.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSe-yYcUlW8
I couldn’t tell you why she felt that way. She felt it everyday.
The blood sky outlined a broken figure. A fae. Her black fur stood out among the bright crimson of sunset. Tears streamed down her face.
I couldn’t help her. I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
Puphood. The smells of rabbit fur and soft, down feathers surrounded her. Cuddling beside her mother… Who was her mother? Who was her father? Surely she would meet them in the Twilight Realm.
What’s wrong, what’s wrong now? Too many, too many problems?
Neophyte ceremonies. Snuggling beside Sharpie. Lying about nightmares to get into his nest beside him. Comfort. Love. Her first taste of it.
Don’t know where she belongs… Where she belongs…
Warrior hood. Chasing moose with her mate. Her best friend. Her soul. Her entire being.
She wants to go home but nobody’s home.
More tears came. Her life, gone. Emptiness. Pain. Misery. Loss. Her paws quivered as she took another step toward the edge. No coughs were there. She had shunned them away. She didn’t need a death from disease.
It’s where she lies, broken inside.
She was dieing inside.
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes. Broken inside.
She couldn’t live. She wouldn’t live. Without him. No…
Open your eyes and look outside. Find the reasons why…
She was already dead.
You’ve been rejected, and now you can’t find what you’ve left behind.
Her claws gripped the edge. (i dont want to die) Her breathing quickened. (im already dead)
Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems…
More tears. She was slowly tearing herself apart. At the brink of madness. (all we see is but a dream within a dream)
Don’t know where she belongs… Where she belongs…
Breaking. (nothing left to break) Ripping. (already beaten) Fighting. (i dont want to die)
She wants to go home, but nobody’s home.
Alone. (void of darkness) Outcasted. (shoved to the side) Crying. (struggle for power when theres no power left)
It’s where she lies, broken inside.
Love. (dieing) Hate. (fading) Sorrow. (leaving)
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes…
Memoir. (hate you) Regret. (love you) Confusion. (i dont want to die)
Broken inside.
What do you do when you reach a Catch-22? The end of the road? When your story ends?
Her feelings she hides.
Easy. You start a sequel. Begin a new era.
Her dreams she can’t find.
But what happens if you run out of ideas?
She’s losing her mind.
The End. Fin. Finished.
She’s falling behind.
The End of the Last Era.
She can’t find her place.
Inching toward the edge. (i dont want to die)
She’s losing her faith.
Step by step. (void numb unfeeling dead)
She’s fallen from grace.
Stumble. (o god) A rock fell from it’s place under a black paw and the fae gasped.
She’s all over the place.
Almost there. (i dont want to die)
She wants to go home, but nobody’s home.
She whispered gingerly. “I‘m sorry, Liviana. In me isn‘t good enough.”
It’s where she lies, broken inside.
Slipping. (o god) Stumbling. (i dont want to die)
With no place to go, no place to go…
Falling. (i want to die)
… to dry her eyes…
Down. (take me swiftly) Down. (take me calmly) Farther. (never mind) A short distance now. (just take me)
Broken inside.
Nevermore.
-------
A black figure whistled through the air. It seemed like hours before the body hit the ground. The sound of the sound of the impact echoed everywhere. A silence engulfed the forest. Every living thing was grieving.
A call also echoed in the forest, one of sorrow, but relief was there, too. “Love doesn’t end in death. Lies spread. Truths die. But love will never end…”
This is a story of lost lovers. A story of tragedy. A story of pain. A story of two wolves in the mist…
Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
Holly was dead.
*sobs* )
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