With the fallen...The coming of fall, Brings the death of the lovely maiden.With the fallen...
And the gales comes with the fall, In a rush of wind
that tugs upon the arms of the wise tree. Tugging to free what it holds dearly. The wind pulling at the green of the elderly whom the elderly wish not let go.
And the breeze sweeps up the children of the trees in single breath. And bring them, grounded, down on earth. Where they cover the lush earth, spanning for acres, their deep crimsons.
And the lovely maiden sighs, and waves her bright golden arms in
I am not...I am not my own friend. I am not worth loving.I am not...
I do not think I am beautiful. I do not smile at my reflection. I do not love myself.
I can not stop myself from eating my feelings. I can not look away from the one I do not know I love, but doesn't love me back. I can not find the eye in the midst of the storm. I can not find the reason to look again into the abyss.
But all I can do, is drag myself up to my feet. Sigh, And understand that I do not have a choice.
CloudedI hate him, and that's all I know.Clouded
I hate him, and it clouds my judgement.
And the more, my vision is fogged toward reason...
The more I hate him.
Listen...I can't even hear the rain anymore, not unless you step outside, and wet your fingertips with the tears of the Heavens, right?Listen...
Even then, You must dash to the deepest part of the unknown where one knows naught
what creeps in the shadows to hear.
You can't hear.
Not the tentative
tap of snow
as it falls to the arms of its companions on the ground.
Not the gentle dribble as water climbs off it's perch on a drab stone, Painting its face with the glistening
sweat of its body.
Not the big whoosh o
Love,
Rabbi~
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Du kannst mich nicht töten, denn so wie die Dunkelheit kehre auch ich immer wieder zurück...denn ich bin Rabbi das Tabbi!! XD~
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Meine Meinung steht fest! Bitte verwirren Sie mich nicht mit Tatsachen!
keep up the good work
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