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Compose your feelings into a story/chapter.

Discussion in 'Old Threads' started by regiix3, Nov 1, 2011.

  1. regiix3

    regiix3 yeah Forum Legend

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    Title is self explanatory :c
    I'll start off first.


    Look at that big clock.
    Why does that rainy weather in the background compliment the clock so much?
    Now look at the fountain. It's weeping tears because people believe throwing money into it will grant luck.
    The fountain feels guilty now. It feels as if it is scamming people for their money.
    Or more like .. exchanging false beliefs for money.

    Remember when we use to sit on that bench .. I'd give you my $2 and you would buy me those cookies.
    You always had the last one.

    I sit on this bench now.
    I put my feet on top of the spot you use to sit and hug my knees.
    Your hand should be holding mine, right now, just like how i use to hold your hands when we were 5 years old.

    God, I havent tasted wet salt for so long.
    This time, i choked on it.
    Do you know why? Because i feel so guilty.
    Guilty of letting go the best-blown and the most vibrant-coloured helium balloon of my life.
    Once it's in the air .. i realised, i can never get it back.

    Ever.


    I'm so exhausted.
    I fought your fears off.
    I held your feelings inside me.

    These wet salts of mine had a mind of their own.
    They wouldnt stop releasing themselves.
    Wouldnt stop free falling from my eyes.
    Wouldnt stop hiding.

    i looked through one of them,
    it showed us on a bench together eating cookies.
    i looked through another,
    you were fighting a bully off me
    i looked through another,
    you had bought me a pink scarf with a sheep sewn on it
    i looked through another,
    you cried on my shoulder
    i looked through another,
    you and i were holding hands at the end of an alley
    i couldnt look at anymore because they all ganged up on me and my vision

    I'm so scared.
    These are the bullies
    These memories.
    Theyre my fears.
    Theyre my enemies.
    Fight them off for me like you did 13 years ago.

    Cant you hear me?
    Are you not there?
    But you were with me just yesterday ..
     
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  2. snic

    snic Respected Member

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    i'll say it shortly: " never been so much in love and never hurt so bad at the same time" :3
     
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    krayosan Proficient

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    "you make me stronger, by saying goodbye" .. :whistling:
     
  4. regiix3

    regiix3 yeah Forum Legend

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    i had a dream last night, of you being the first to reply ;o
    it came true o.o

    'There's a hippo there, a flamingo there and a seagull there
    The hippo and flamingo are gonna attack the seagull!
    Run seagull run !@'
     
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    Smartik1 Walking F.A.Q. Forum Legend

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    ouch...*hugs regii*
     
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    As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
    I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife out my chest.
    I keep searching for something that I never seem to find.
    But maybe I won’t, because I left it all behind.
    Now I’m stuck with this, and that’ll never change
    Always a part of me, until the very last day.
    Where to go from here? What road to travel on?
    I spent my whole life choosing, and I always chose wrong.
    Will I try to have the will to be alive?
    Will I try because I’ve never seen the light?
    Blow it to the ground and it’s now you see,
    You spent your whole life taking the best of me
    Where’d you go? Where’s your home?
    How’d you end up all alone?
    Can you hear me now?
    There’s no light, there’s no sound.
    Hard to breathe, when you’re underground.
    Can you hear me now?
    How low can I keep pretending to be?
    That all the stars in the sky could mean something to me.
    Heaven will open up if I live on my knees.
    A man of many words, but of few deeds.
    Walking these streets, so absent of hope.
    A pillow of concrete, a man with no home.
    Lend him a hand, then we’re walking the way.
    Leave the virtue of pity, but we live with the shame.
    So scared to dream in a world with no sunlight.
    When you wake up, you know it’s darker than last night.
    Quickly we forget, sacrifice gone by.
    Born to walk away, been walking my whole life.
    Where’d you go? Where’s your home?
    How’d you end up all alone?
    Can you hear me now?
    There’s no light, there’s no sound.
    Hard to breathe, when you’re underground.
    Can you hear me now?
    Look into my eyes and I see
    What do I see? Nothing at all
    Take another look around me
    What do I see? Nothing at all
    Where’d you go? Where’s your home?
    How’d you end up all alone?
    Can you hear me now?
    There’s no light, there’s no sound.
    Hard to breathe, when you’re underground.
    Can you hear me now?
     
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