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Jaded. Fragmented. Fallen.
Always Rising.
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:39 p.m.
Passion Of Unreality
Unable to control
you embrace what you cannot see-
fallen victim
to the passion of
unreality.
You do not seem to realize
just what you feel
but distantly
your mind whispers,
yes
and you fall deeper into
the dream of destiny.
Your dance awaits
and you're frantically pawing
free.
you must not give in-
this is what your mind
has never been afraid to say,
but yet in fear,
it stares into those eyes
and it fades
as your heart realizes
it has always
reigned.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:15 p.m.
Restlessly
Again.
if i closed my eyes
i know it would be
you-
you and that beach.
but those wagves no longer
turn restlessly
for me-
they anticipate my heart's
laughter-
the beats that it skips
for you.
it is no longer
raining
in my dream
for the dandelions have
dared
to open and oppose
all the loneliness that used
to clutch
the life i thought i should be living.
Again,
i was proven
wrong
by love.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:12 p.m.
One Word
A quiet whisper-
it breaks her shell
trapped,
she is no more
and now it's her own
choice
whether or not to walk away.
She's afraid,
because the light is blinding
but yet,
it's like a smile brightening,
enticing her
to come and stay.
her broken perfection
is no longer an issue-
everyone has their faults,
she's finally realized this
and life's just begun.
A new adventure for her
all from
a misplaced word.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:10 p.m.
All Her Own
The loss of innocence
soon becoming
not what anyone expected-
soon becoming her.
The twist of fate,
only outshining those
expectations
set for her.
The story ends
and that is why
her heart
is compelling to know the
truth.
All guidelines
have been only
the beginnings of
anger
and in her mind,
she already holds
the truth.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
02:58 p.m.
Over and over (for taelor)
Repeated,
the song rolls over
and over,
magic
is what you're supposed to
believe,
but your heart is that
of reality
and magice is only repeated when
mastery is succeeded
and you cannot win again.
The spell is over
and over,
seems your heart
so not even the magic
of city lights
can create you happy
nor whole
in the aspect of you heart
and yet,
a simple light
catches the right eye
and it is that
that begins this song
over and over
in your mind.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
02:56 p.m.
Seeds sown
with the laughter of
dandelions
presiding in her mind,
she forges ahead
into a forest she's not seen,
but already felt.
Their magic
awakens
the hearts of those who spy
with even intentions of her mind.
out of reach,
the writing blurs
and none is seen except for
me,
the tree that has spun
and sown
all of these.
-alysia-
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