PathsLaidInSand

Paths Laid In Sand...

Why shall I strive for one who shant share Her tears with me...

Why Shall I bleed alone when She denies me even the simplest embrace...

Why shall I stand alone in the storm, while She reigns in Solus...

Why am I the Demon I have become...For She only Knows...

Why dwell in pain when I am the only one who feels, and She damns me for it....

If I Cling to this Single Moment...Will it Save me. Can Memories Remove the Taint of Time...Shall all things I have become be reflected in the pain that has now taken me. Was it so long ago...that a Smile Casted apon my face. The the Footprings in the Sand Etched my Memories of Us. We Walk in Paths in sand so that only those steps in warmth shall land, those of the stone, and basked in tears will be eroded and wasted away, with only the remberance of so hollow in our lives. I am that Hollow now, all Steps I have made in the sand hjave been Bleed from me, and Now...I try and Trace back...Try to find my way home. What once I find myself; I will once again be Whole. In the Desert of Forgotten Emotions is where we all Start....We all Stop, and We all Grow. Here I Die, and Here and I was Born. Always alone.

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	Once Upon a time no so long ago we stood on the threshold of time, the world still new. This was but a dream now...We are the Shared, We arte the Damned. Why would they Choose Us...We shall now Lead the Willing into Pain and into Flames. A Story ever Lasting. Once Born of a Kiss, that now seems so Tainted. A Tear that Fell, a Dream that never Came true...And Now the Endless Night in a Field of Sand...I lost myself so long ago among this grains of sand. Eternally Lost that this single Grain Bore so much Pain...That knowing the impermable Essence Can in moments turn into a Looking Glass. So Here I stand In the night, Awaiting Sand to turn Glass, and See my Reflecting...Praying for Answers that Even I lack the Questions for... So a Tale of Pain was carve into the flesh of a Mortal and seen only top his eyes. A Fleeting pain that will only sink deeper as it Lessens it holds upon him. Once a Twisted Desire- Now an Existance. For Once I wish I had the Looking Glass, for Maybe then I would see my Futre; So Unclear. Even a Glimpse of the Promise that Tomorrow will bring...May ease that Lingering Failure within me. Why must days linger and Nights pass in moments. Like Life was stolen from me. So I stood about in darkness, under a Moon of green, Where the dunes were the only crease in my existance. Endless, Eternal... For Now I bleed, A Promise Never Kept, Eternity is no Longer Reality. Only a Dream; Everlasting in me.