"......shes dancing with stangers falling apart waiting for superman to pick her up in his arms...." i know my arms are weaker then a mans and i know my shoulders arent as broad i might not be the hero you were looking for.... but ill be your superman, if you let me
When you fall through the bottomless ground I will follow you down And when you lose track of the ticking clock Ill remind you to turn around I will never let you swallow Any of the tears that make you drown Because I love you from a distance And Ill never make a sound -im posting this cause i finally made a sound. i hope some of you are poetic like i am, and understand this!
I wont make a sound Fall down through the endless sky I promise to catch you Back away from the dying crowds I promise to save you Flee from the voiceless screams They’ll never get you Every negative breath blown your way Will be opposed by my nothingness devoted to your today I can speak poetically And dazzle you with tone behind my voice behind my words Rip off my mask and find the nature of the being I was before Kiss my lips from twenty feet away and pretend I’m someone else Ill dip you into your own beauty Carving my heart into a shelf Put your prized possessions on my soul Pretend I’m not the one who wont let go Pretend that even though we keep bumping our knees That my lips will meet yours in a startling defeat I will hide away in my own little castle And control myself as much as I can Keeping myself from tell and kiss Without permission from your lips And I start to wonder if it count as kiss and tell If our lips never met Or if I can smile over loving you When you are still my only regret Maybe I’ll keep my mouth shut for longer Locked lips like tangled vines The fruit of the seed may never bloom in time The winter will come too soon And you’ll have faded from my reach I will wilt and sink And watch in admiration as you find beauty In everything Because When you fall through the bottomless ground I will follow you down When you lose track of the ticking clock Ill remind you to turn around I will never let you swallow Any of the tears that make you drown Because I love you from a distance And Ill never make a sound
*zach addy puts his fist up for bones* zach-"your supposed to bump my fist with yours.." bones-"why?" zach-"im told its a widelyacknowledged gesture of mutual success" angela-"i love it when you two impersonate earthlings" ahh carlyn's trying to watch crime showssss lol
Once Upon A Time There was a princess and she lived in this high castle on hill. The castle had no walls, no ceiling, and no floor, but the castle was built of the earth around the princess. The only problem was the princess was trapped in her Earth Castle. Ya, ya there were no walls, no dragon for her to be saved from. But she was still trapped. One day a beautiful prince came to the hill the princess lived on. The prince called “my lovely princess, please come down the hill, Let me see you”The princess feeling a little less then lovely, looked down and saw a prince who didn’t look very charming. She saw a prince who didn’t look like he could save her. She saw a prince who she confused as a princess. But when the prince saved her, she said all the wrong things. Confused because she was expecting a damsel in more distress than her. She fell fast into his arms. But the prince couldn’t hold her weight. And when love was announced. The prince ran down the hill. And the princess could only wait for him to decide to return. The princess hoped he’d return so she could apologizeOne year later… The princess sang on the hill of her lost love and she saw through the leaves of the Earth Castle of which she was trapped, her prince not so charming, with a princess in his arms. She thought to herself. I wish he could have held me like her…and she called to him..Should She have called to him?
http://www.upworthy.com/2-million-women-are-suffering-and-we-are-too-embarrassed-to-talk-about-it what would you do, 9 months of pregancy the result; a still-born, abandonment from friends and family, shunned by everyone, nasty smell, horrible misery... Dont You Think We Should Help?