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Do you ever get that feeling in which everything is good?
You look around and the world is perfect, just as you think it should
But then the world gets dark and cold
Your fingers go numb
Your chest begins to tighten up
Adding pressure to your lungs
You breathe in and out
Savoring every breath
But every time you breath back in
The smaller and smaller it gets
Your losing air
You can not breathe
Your legs get shaky
Your sight gets fuzzy
The world seems to spin
You feel like your world is ending
Like you're never coming back
"This is the end" you think
"I'll never be seen again"
You sit down
You lean back
You close your eyes
Hope for the best
Then the sun shines as brightly as it may
And the awful feelings that you felt have gone away
You stand up and stare at the morning sun
Wishing that what you felt will never come again
You walk away happy and pleased
"Another day it seems" you say, then disappear into the light...
No, I don't think that has happened to you
A Girls Dream...This is a story about a girl who dreamed an impossible dream.
Everyday she dreamed harder than the last. Always wished, always hoped.
She was just a normal girl, nothing special. She loved to read though. She read her school books, she read her emails, she read long and short books, and she even read her share of manga. What she couldnt read were other people, boys especially.
Every morning she awoke to the suns light shinning through her window. She walked across the room and went straight toward the stairs. As she stood there at the very top, she looked over at the front door and dreamed of someone there waiting for her.
No one ever was.
She continued down the stairs and into the kitchen where she dreamed of someone sitting at the table for her.
There never was.
After breakfast she goes outside to get the newspaper and dreamed of someone walking toward her.
No one ever was.
She would walk back inside and grab her swim suit and change for a quick swim. She walked out back
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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Bluefley has a gallery filled with artwork that whisks you off in to a Sci-fi daydream, and keeps you captivated for hours. Marc has been a member of our community for over a decade and has achieved nothing but success with his astounding commitment to interacting with the community, sharing a prolific amount of video tutorials and generally being an all round rockstar deviant. It is no joke that we are absolutely delighted to award the Deviousness Award for April 2014 to ... Read More