No One Would CareNo One Would CareNo One Would Care
No one would even notice No one would even care If today's tomorrow Finds her no longer there
The sun would keep on shining The moon - as always - glow No one would even wonder No one would even know
No one would be concerned No fears would be fulfilled The moth would not be bothered The fire would ravage still
And things so long forgotten Will stay as long forgot No one would soon remember If she were here or not
Perhaps then it makes sense Though some might fail to see That sh
Shooting StarShooting StarShooting Star
O shooting star, why do you go? Was it because I ignored you so? I never knew that you were there A lame excuse.. though true, I swear
For, shooting star, you did not glow How then was I supposed to know? With glee the others, glitter and flicker And you not once would shine and glimmer
The space you held was dim and dark I could strain my eyes but nary a spark Would be there for me to gaze on you Where black is black that stars subdue
But, shooting star, you shined so bright I saw it when you crossed the night A
Hello AgainHello AgainHello Again
You said we'd say hello again
That moment when we said goodbye
Before the stars fall from the sky
Someday we'd say hello again
Not quite a promise made to bind
It's trust that some tomorrows come
When bonds once strong once more become
The bonds at last once more entwined
That is the thought that lies in mind
'Somehow sometime we'd meet someday
Someday someplace we'd meet some way'
If only fate could be so kind
But days will fly just as the years
There's chance you could forget of me
As well forget th
Paper Plane in the Evening SkyPaper Plane in the Evening SkyPaper Plane in the Evening Sky
A paper plane in the evening sky
Softly flying as a fragile lie
It scarcely stays aloft in flight
Dragged by winds across the night
Above the idle men walking by
Who know the sky is just too high
A paper plane in the evening sky
Barely flying not knowing why
And knowing not where it will fly
Just a plane in the evening sky
With tears long dried by the breeze
It's weary and tired and wanting peace
It hopes it falls, though with a sigh,
It wishes still it might reach high
Softly flyi
Come here! *puppy eyes*
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*Photocritique *Word-worth-1000-pics
Luckily I came here, it reminded me to go on msn to see if you were there
*puts status on online on msn*
I haven't seen this message at all. =\
*hugs back only now*
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I am tired of tears and laughter...
-Garden of Proserpine
*runs downstairs again*
im looking forward to more of your work, its perfect!
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And it's him that I love and need to be complete
Thanks for the comment. I want to write out more and I've already got quite a few fragments and ideas of other poems but I don't get to complete them well. I'll try to write more though.
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I am tired of tears and laughter...
-Garden of Proserpine
well done
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And it's him that I love and need to be complete
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-Moonwing
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I am tired of tears and laughter...
-Garden of Proserpine
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-Moonwing
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