Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on May 11, 2010 16:41:06 GMT -8
Consumption
Heavenly wings carried her through the clouds, on the wind Everything flew by her like the passage of time Roundabout ways and conclave ideas made up her disheveled reality
Of course, everything was Fine Fine? Indeed Cancel that thought Everyone deserves the chance to lie now and then
Consider this On one occasion someone, a friend, flags you down Not even a glance? Somehow you can’t even see her Unless you are only pretending Marked, as you are, for this strange state of Existing within fine inked lines Destined to keep going without ever looking back
Heavenly wings carry me through the clouds, on the wind Everything flies by me like the passage of time Remember what if felt like to live? I didn’t think so…
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on May 22, 2010 10:49:51 GMT -8
Try
Together they fly through the thunder and rain Reaching towards the heavens with steel tipped claws Yesterday was much the same
Thunder clashes and their firebreath flashes Heroes fall to this nightmare stampede Each one, fed, returns to their hell-cave
Delineated; one stands out Reaching towards the sky, his claws are free And smoke blows from a fireless mouth Go on, little dragon, go On to the heavens that call you Never give up on your dream
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on May 30, 2010 19:27:00 GMT -8
Envy
Chivalry is dead Hearts lie shriveled in the dust Indifferent lies carve lullabies Carried in the rust Karats buy your chains Even though you try to run Never hide from selfish pride Remember why you won And bury it alive People fear the dark They laugh, cry, and wonder why Envy claims their hearts Remember, dear, remember that envy claims your heart
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on May 31, 2010 17:34:57 GMT -8
Chatting
Cheerful smiles Hateful thoughts Attacked by words That sound sincere but Tear me up from Inside out and Never let me Go
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on Jun 1, 2010 20:15:41 GMT -8
Little lines Escape your lips Teasing, probing all my Senses
Maybe more Are on their way Killing, torturing my Essence
Tonight I will belong to you Hours will pass In oblivion I melt before you Never knowing whether I will survive Getting through the night to face the Sunlight
Riveting Illuminating Gather me in your arms and Hold me through the night Tonight I am only yours
Agonizing Groveling Another sun has risen to Imprison me in guilt and shame, knowing… Night will fall again
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on Jun 5, 2010 18:16:43 GMT -8
Tell me again not to fly away Onto a new and beautiful day Under the sun and into the clouds Gathering flowers and skipping around Have you no heart?
Listen close to the words that I say Only a fool would tell me to stay Vanity, greed, anger, and lust Everything dies when you’ve no one to trust
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on Jun 16, 2010 13:31:22 GMT -8
Miles wide and miles deep Even I’m afraid of Xeric lands littered with the bones of Idiots that thought they had the right to Conquer and squander All the fruits of the world until Nothing was left but dust and ruin
Grief washes over the empty wasteland Until the acidic rain pours down to wash away what’s Left of life. Of love. Of laughter and Feeling
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Hara Small Fire
Daemon
Awakened
She writes when she cannot speak.
Posts: 60
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Post by Hara Small Fire on Jul 1, 2010 21:48:03 GMT -8
Remember the day when everything changed? Even the skies wept Damned was the traitor who stole my heart
Little did you know I feigned indifference and drank the blood of the hunt Giddy with hunger and the smell of victory, the taste of change Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned Thank you for pulling me out of the fog and into the fire
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