She's In The Rain.

She's in the rain.

she's in the rain as

she promised him

to stay out of his heart

but in that day

she couldn't stop it

she only fell apart

is she a sinner as

it was heard?

no,she's just

out of her control

she's getting addicted to his art,he's just a mind-blow to her yellow heart. none of her words could be let out like a dangerous poison for her ears,she's the one with issues of fear,regretting the cases earlier that made her feel like her chest hurts and her mind gets loud because the world has this void,stuck on her,and her pulse stopped working because of the nothingness,it's like a rose with a broken neck..wasting it's death..

i've should known back then,i've shouldn't leave her like a relief,i've should take her back in my shell,where my space is free and could it be for her..because her space was touched,her body was damaged...and i could fix that,i'm such a shame. i've could take the hits in my brain,as long as she feels comfortable in my own world,she's not a relief..no. she deserved to see another kind of artistic mind. she's destructed. but open-minded. she's naive. but she's with a heart of glass. she has no money. but still,she has that surprisingly attractive side. she's called "paradise",but in her fears she's paralyzed. she creates like God,but she's not getting higher. she only knows trust on her mind and soul.

that's why he left her as a relief,concentrating on something better than her attractive universe,for him she's called a burden that burns the shadows away,that was kind of extra hit for her peaceful humanity.

she's taken for a disappointment,that's why only the truth is rejected by those who's hearts were the darkest,so as their embrace could be such pathetic way to grab or stab someone's weak place,grab their ATTENTION,grab their POWER,grab their ABILLITY,grab their HEART and stab it,like they stab their own life... (but she could be appreciated by me.) it's heavy. rain is heavy as the place in her heart,now,she's in the rain. and i'm still looking on her wet clothes,her ripped jeans and pale face,her destroyed from the rain make up,her wet hair,her lost smile that made me feel realize my mistakes,but humanity never lose. she never lost,he lost the chances to turn these incredible moments with her back again and again. that's the reason,she's in the rain..powerful aura such as hers,she trapped me inside with her kiss,grabbed my attention till the end of it,i'm loosing myself over her nature.

her smile appeared,

the sun came,

and rain stopped,

she went somewhere

so far,so far away

i knew she ran to

hug the sun..

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I meet a girl.

Her hair, it flowed behind her ears like trees on a windy summer day.

Her lips, they were like smooth like silk to the tip with a touch of cherry.

Her skin was as clear and as venerable as the clouds.

But...

Her eyes..

They symbolized the ocean.

You only saw the beautiful surface, the crashing waves and the enchanting blue tent....

...but underneath was a deep and dangerous pool of fear and pain but worst of all...lonelyness..

No one, not even herself dared to dive down into that pool...

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3 years ago

“You scorpion woman, you have the devil's mouth

And you have scales for skin

And a snake's venom isn't as potent

As the deceitful sounds made from the hole in your painted on face

You're a tree bent by the wind”

7 months ago
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3 years ago

Feelings.

Tired or not, who cares?

Sad or happy, who stays?

Harder to be sad sometimes

is like harder to be happy,

who else sees the other picture of me

trying to be someone else to chase?

In order to complete, we run in chaos

giving it a try to full ourselves,

happy isn't a gift, nor sad to be

we deserve to live

just like places in us

deserve to be free.

-t.f.s.


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4 years ago

Five: This is my “I don’t care” face.

Vanya: This is your normal face.

5 years ago
[ 運命 . ]

[ 運命 . ]

"But when i die in peace,will i be remembered?

Will i be pushed away,when it's over?

Will i just be a ghost turned into dust from facing the enemy?

But i'm not gold..i'm not silver..i'm just destiny.

If i choose to fight,i choose to die.

If i choose to run,i choose to hide.

If i choose to lie,i choose the hate.

If i go away late,it'll never be the same.

I,Destiny,bring either victory or loss.

I choose to crawl every place on the Earth,without departing from my own path.

I choose to be what i came for.

I don't hesitate.

I don't wait.

I complete

what's incomplete.

I don't take breaks in the skies,i fly.

I am,i'll always be,reachable destiny."

-credits: me

5 years ago

I love you, no matter where you spend the night.

-iwlyfm

5 years ago

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— Hermann Hesse, from a letter to Alfred Schlenker, wr. c. November 1914

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“Passion changes it, the depth and timbre of voice, the sound of your name.”

— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

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