To all the warriors out there...

Keep on fighting

Brother, Sister

Keep on trying

Father, Mother

Keep on going

Loser, Winner

Keep on with your nonsense

Your heartbreak

Your incandescent light

Beating behind a stone cold heart

I hope that we can see some day

That all of us are the same

Broken little dolls tied up to puppet strings

I hope that we can see some day

That all of us are different

A puzzle pieced by fate

So keep on screaming

Keep on kicking

Keep on tick, tick, ticking

All ye who are dead and dying.

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I write

therefor I am written.

If you remember one thing...

if i ever push you away,
i don' t really mean to.
when i tell you i don' t want to talk about it
i do, i am just looking for the right words.
give me a minute, and if i can tell you; i will.
i try to be a struggling mix of real and
perfect at the same time.
at the moment,
i am working on the ratio.
when i get really quiet sometimes
it is because i have too much to say
i have thought of too many things to tell you
all at once
and i don' t know what to say first.
i get immaturely jealous of anyone
who gets to see you on a daily basis.
i miss you really easily.
but i also like that we can be
a p a r t
and we are both okay. space is good, too.
i love the way we love some of the
same things. and i love how
we love entirely different things.
my head is a complicated pile of thoughts,
and fears, and cravings, and dreams,
and this tangled up nostalgia for the
past and, somehow, the future.
i am flawed and i am human and i am broken and
i am trying. and i am one person and i am two
hands and i am one heart.and i love you.
and i am so glad you are here.

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...Remember this.

Sometimes you have to let other people say what you mean.
Sometimes that can be the hardest thing in the world.
This time, though...

Cosmic Love

I'm like that...

Sometimes I feel like I'm moving way too fast for the sunshine to catch up to me.

+*~~*+

Summer fades yet you remain.

=*~~*+

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Either I forget right away

or I never forget.

What have I done...

What did I do

What did I do

What did I do

What did I do

What did I do

What did I do

What did I do

What did I do

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What am I doing?

White walls surround us
No light will touch your face again
Rain taps the window
As we sleep among the dead

Days go on forever
But i h a v e n o t l e f t your side
We can chase the dark together
If you go then

so

will

I

There is nothing left of you
I can see it in your eyes
Sing the anthem of the angels
And say the last

goodbye

Cold light above us

Hope fills the heart
And fades away
Skin white as winter
As the sky returns to grey

Days go on f o r e v e r
But I have not left your side
We can chase the dark together
If you go then so will I

There is nothing left of you
I can see it in your eyes
Sing the anthem of the angels
And say the last goodbye
I keep holding onto you
But I can't bring you back to life
Sing the anthem of the angels
Then say the last goodbye

You're

dead

alive

There is nothing left of you
I can see it in your eyes
Sing the anthem of the angels
And say the last goodbye
I keep holding onto you
But I can't bring you back to life
Sing the anthem of the angels

And say the last

goodbye.

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This one's for you, Sad Song.

Letter 3.

Dear boy who is sleeping,

I am so blessed to have you in my life.

Call it fate,

Call it luck,

Call it destiny,

Call it what you will;

All I know is that it has happened

And I am yours and you are mine.

I just hope that you feel the same way too.

Sincerely,

Girl who is still awake

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All the pictures are here...

but for once, I don't want to share.

Letter 2.

Dear boy who shapes the day,

Today I realized that our life together

Will be one big poem

Filled with words that only the sun,
Dripping with its own vain glory,
Will be able to witness and repeat.

But the birds and the bees will learn,

And, my oh my, will they do a fine good job

At singing our praise.

Sincerely,

The girl who molds the night

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Letters from the moon to the sun...

Letter 1.

Dear boy with the sun in his hair,

Everytime I'm with you
I just want to write.

I want to write your words across my bones

and sew your name into my heart.

You will be mine forever, I swear to you.

Sincerely,

Girl with the star struck smile

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I love receiving letters...