"After the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box."
the box closes, only to be opened once more.
the game plays on,
till one's very last breath.
the fallen queen and her bishop stifle a laugh,
their horses chortle.
as the days go cold,
and the cards all fold,
space and strings entwined,
the very marionettes of life,
on a glass jar,
rests the fairy dust.
the wine bead swirls,
it settles,
only to be drunk.
cheers,
what says you?
Once upon a time, a water faerie dreamt, of wonders, of rainbows and, of stars.
she saw a rainbow, and caught a star, the brightest of them all.
upon that star, a wish she made.
then, a beautiful tune heard she, from the woods.
and there, in the enchanted forest, begins her adventures...
"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."
Monday, December 30, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
run
imagine dragons... civil wars.
poison. wine. demons.
when the days are cold
and the cards all foldwish you'd hold me when i turn my back
i want to hide the truth
i want to shelter you
you only know what i want you to
when you feel my heat
look into my eyes
your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
look into my eyes
your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
don't love you but i always will
and the ones we hail
are the worst of all
the less i give, the more i get back
don't get too closeare the worst of all
the less i give, the more i get back
it's dark inside
it's where my demons hide
with the beast inside
there's nowhere we can hide
there's nowhere we can hide
all the sinners crawl
they dug your grave
and the masquerade
will come calling out
at the mess you made
will come calling out
at the mess you made
your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
they say it's what you make
i say it's up to fate
i say it's up to fate
it's woven in my soul
i need to let you go
i need to let you go
your eyes, they shine so bright
i want to save their light
i want to save their light
i can't escape this now
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
fear.
you only know what i want you to,
but i don't really know if i want you to.
you think your dreams are the same as mine,
yet they are all but bubbles of iridescence.
felt something i can't put in words,
i don't know how long this can last.
the world i paint in my mind,
don't think its real.
i run because i can.
to places where inklings are stowed safely away,
only to be extracted as memories,
a trace in time.
i'm cautious when i shouldn't be,
rational when i know i am not.
afraid to fall when i tell others to be brave,
but i'm tired of tumbling down the grey.
i feed on melancholy,
the ethereal bitter-sweet.
instead of love,
save my heart.
love, always intense, always strong.
always heavy, so i'll never be ready.
convince me, but you shouldn't have to,
i shouldn't need it, why should i need it?
fear always win, it always does.
i watch the dandelions dance in the wind - they always do.
they're never bound,
they're always free.
i'll dance,
i'll fly.
but i don't really know if i want you to.
you think your dreams are the same as mine,
yet they are all but bubbles of iridescence.
felt something i can't put in words,
i don't know how long this can last.
the world i paint in my mind,
don't think its real.
i run because i can.
to places where inklings are stowed safely away,
only to be extracted as memories,
a trace in time.
i'm cautious when i shouldn't be,
rational when i know i am not.
afraid to fall when i tell others to be brave,
but i'm tired of tumbling down the grey.
i feed on melancholy,
the ethereal bitter-sweet.
instead of love,
save my heart.
love, always intense, always strong.
always heavy, so i'll never be ready.
convince me, but you shouldn't have to,
i shouldn't need it, why should i need it?
fear always win, it always does.
i watch the dandelions dance in the wind - they always do.
they're never bound,
they're always free.
i'll dance,
i'll fly.
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