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CJ
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Princess: Nil
Self: To the Undeath
Thanks for reading my poetry pardon the dark side of it.

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Sunday, November 21, 2010

3 years and 2 days ago I was the happiest idiot
fast forward now, all I see is just darkness

spoke at : 10:17 AM
Saturday, July 17, 2010

I walked in the rain, searching
for the meaning of my life
there I found her, cold and sobbing
as I cradled her in my arms
destined to be my wife
of great beauty and lovely charms
together with small yet happy dreams

I walked in the rain, searching
calling out for the love of my life
whilst the rain pelted, thundering
a tiny bit of hope glowing warm
I prayed for that cold hard knife
to kill that internal tormenting storm
with her soft and tender words of care
as hope gave me this beautiful nightmare

k

spoke at : 3:12 AM
Thursday, April 15, 2010

We have dear Cupid painted blind
as broken hearts pretend to be fine
with happy memories that blindly bind
left in solitude where loveless dine
as our hopes and dreams fall to grind
shall I ever get back those of mine

-k



spoke at : 12:40 AM
Thursday, April 8, 2010

You were the one which I needed
right here and now tonight
my love and life that I ceded
for you, the future of our right

Just want to hold you tight
right here in my arms
as I am held swayed still in your charms
just as I promised, for you I will fight

But it seems everything had to end
alone I have to fend
every pain and sorrow alone
this solitude chills to the bone

No matter how I denied
The nights have turned colder
as my heart died

-k

spoke at : 10:24 PM
Monday, March 15, 2010

just walk the lonely path of solitude

spoke at : 11:15 PM
Friday, December 4, 2009

I walked down the isles of the morn
past the gates of aways and plays
as you sat beside me watching the dawn
as we counted down each of your remaining days
you said we would walk down the isle again
said in five years we would hold hand in hand
yet the high we shared ended just as it began to begin
as we yearned to be tied together in a band

But as the hand I held slowly lost its warmth
so did the soul of mine left with yours
and the little union of our melancholy love
what was left was my living body, an empty husk
as another one of love had came to birth
then as she slowly grew my heart back into my armours
as I began to truly appreciate her, a dying dove
she was as I was left to face alone the secluded dusk

-k

spoke at : 11:11 PM
Thursday, November 19, 2009

Said that princesses never took their knights
yet ignored it all to delve right into those nights
she came right in the time of great need
danced and cheered around in Ecstasy we feed

falter the knight did, turned out they life
as personal calls and self-interests set right in
never did he noticed what was dear was in strife
and the heart cracked with words unspoken within

in two years last she created the strongest of all
yet in her simple departure, he fell into crumble
complete eradication of that knight which had to fall
with no will or wilt to carry further on, complete disable

with no warmth nor happiness within for one to hold
and in a bloody great cut through right once again
never knew thy would be the one which meant the world
now the cute is no longer beside as the knight's toils began

-k



spoke at : 10:39 PM