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Fragile

Teardrop on a fragile eyelash, She's looking like a dream. Her downcast eyes hiding in the shadows, Her heart rips at the very seams.
Teardrop on a silent rosebud, She stares at her fingers curled and tense, Around the twisted thorny stem, As her fist begins to clench.
Teardrop swimming off a petal, And on to the cold wet floor. She wonders if he'll ever come back, She turns to face the door.
Teardrop shining bright as ice, She fears that it's too late. Listening to the tapping rain, As she sits and patiently waits.
Tear

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To The One Who KnocksSometimes I feel trapped, like if I open the door, the blackness of hell and death will bleed into my still, clean life. I know I'm trapped. Death is waiting, sitting, knocking on the door and I know who wants to open it, to let the reaper in and pray on the still, white bones of the love I have lost. His ghost haunts the hallways of my mind, waiting for me to stop thinking of him for just one second so Death can take him.

I want him gone.
I want the shadow of love to disappear. But I so badly need the echo of love and attention...that I just can't let go, and I need to; because of that, I am sorry. And now I wait f To The One Who Knocks
by ~inflames2233

Ode To FlyingName engraved in solid time, Announced in the chilly, frosted air. Let me scream in full despair At what was rightfully mine.
Stupid beautiful lights that shine, Evoke a part of me unseen. Shoulders stiff and tearing sleeves, As I quietly try to hide.
Now I can't understand what I did wrong I can't seem to get these words to make sense And I just can't bear, another day.
But I know that this caring world's moved on, I know why lately, I've been so tense, And I know why I keep trying to escape.
This goddamn game whisked me away Ode To Flying
by ~inflames2233

But Who Cares Anymore?The tiring days of blood and sweat Filled with the battle cries disturbed The warriors representing a quiet town With the bloody will, "until death, we fight."
The twisted hours that we've spent Crying with the sickest tales of mirth, We run and train till the sun goes down And with every play we strive.
We sacrifice with nothing left And we growl at the enemy's absurd, Thought that they could walk around. And show us who's really right.
Facing off the man of our quest, With the rain crashing on the helmets first, Filling our thoughts unti But Who Cares Anymore?
by ~inflames2233

Chin Up, They're ComingThe air is better here, So you can breath in deep, And slowly and softly; quietly release, All that you held inside
Lungs none other than gilded gold Knowing how time may go, But before my thoughts slowly unfold, I'll wait through this lasting life.
Because I'm nothing less than afraid, And I achingly wish and long to be brave As I face the fear that I seem to crave, That seems to creep behind.
Fear seems to roam these very parts Often from time to time they start, To watch and make you move apart From your lasting world that you fou Chin Up, They're Coming
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I'm David.
I played football
I play guitar (8 years)
I have a fascination for Auroras and Astronomy in general.

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Sun Nov 29, 2009, 6:08 PM

I'm taking a break.

Believe me I've got a crap load of stuff that I'm probably gonna right about (Parviez, The Dublin Rivalry Football Game, Nikki, etc.)

But right now, I'm taking time off cause my grades are shit, my parents are pissed, and our internets down (goddamn economy. I'm logged on from my dads store, which I only go to on Sundays.)

And I dunno about you but typing endlessly every Sunday doesn't sound that appealing.

So I'm going to wait until my grades get back up, and whenever I have free time on my hands, I'll write those endless stories about how football/friends make me feel, and all this other sappy stuff.
I won't have much free time cause with school during the week, and seeing my girlfriend on the weekends, I won't really have any time to sit down and REALLY write, and if I tried, it wouldn't be nearly as emotional or heart felt as I could've written.
But in good time, I'll be back

In the meantime you can reread some of my older stuff, or completely ignore this farewell:
Whatever floats your boat x]

Ones about football (chronologically)
Get Some
Right Beneath My Skin
Face To Face
A Guide To Marine life
Escape
Explosions In The Sky
Touch Of Red

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