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| Like a pallid seraph with the broken wings
Lost in this world, lost in my thoughts The scars on my spirit tell the histories And oh what legend they do tell Now I am stronger than the ache Never malign my resilient heart These wounds too shall heal And I�ll fly to the heavens yet again someday |
| Mourning would...
I have felt forced by the universe to change Yanked on a chain Tyrants, dictators, bullies, family, love, guilt Badger me for failing Then tell me that I�m weak Why? Why the meanness? Why am I always so damn baffled? Call me crazy, but haven�t I been judged? Call me selfish because I care Tell me what I think and why I thought it Play the victim? Sounds like fun And what role will you be playing then? Just wish I knew the rules but I�d only break them anyway Yea, I�m the monster Then let me hide under the bed I�d eat my own heart to stop the emotion Always the jaded romantic I�ll live to hope another day |
| ~Fit for a King~
Fit from a king Fit for the queen Of the damned if I do, damned if I do not Kill the love and leave it there to rot The destructive tyrant has lost his throne Embittered that my soul is not his to own No longer there to hear you roar My wings are mended, and now I soar and now I am loved |
| }; for her ;{
Come my sisters, join hearts Invoke this kindred spirit Together, all goddesses We are b e a u t i f u l Wise and strong and free Yes! Dance precious daughter You are everything blissful Blessing the day with your smile |
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