Writings
(these are copyright of
EarthFire, so please, do not steal my words)
Whatcha doing?
Waiting
Waiting?
Yes. I'm waiting for my soul.
Your soul?
Yes. It fell in love and I'm waiting for it to come back.
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Purge the body
Sear the soul
Then amputate the dead parts.
The holes will bleed
The wounds will close
The scar shall bear the pain.
And you will learn
And you will grow
And I will be long gone.
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The fear is complete
Consistent and wild
The pain comes in
As the moment retreats
Grab hold
Hang on
The nails break
The fingers scream
And blood runs red.
Vivid and fierce
Skin so pale
Still hanging on
God help me still.
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It's not perfect. It's wounded, been mended. Patched and repaired.
Offered in faith - in trust and in joy. Freely given - precious
gift - oops you droped it. Pick it up, dust it off. Pretend it
never happened Set it down - forget it's there - oops it fell
- get it later. "I didn't see" - it rolled across the
floor. I'm busy. I'll get it later. Collects some dust, gets rolled
around. You go around - easier than picking it up. Too heavy to
bear - yet the slightest breeze will roll it across the floor.
One day you go back - to see it's not there. The question is:
Do you care?
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She sits on top of the hill, the valley spread out below. She
waits. She watches. Shrouded in darkness, her skin so pale. You
approach, a gentle step so as not to disturb. A breath, a sigh
- she lifts her head. From the touch of the moon you see a glimmer
of light. Her soul slides down, you reach out to catch it on your
finger. And in that touch you feel a sorrow to match the shadow
in her eyes. And as you watch, your heart will break to see a
soul so true holding hands with despair.
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Bend, bleed, breathe, bite
Kick, scream, hold her tight
Keep her safe and guarded
well or behold
the grounds of Hell within her
eyes - no force to stand
against her pain - all
within your hands.
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Can you breathe? She can hear you. I can feel the pulse subside.
Only you can make it hide. Fight the pain. Stand your ground.
Don't give in. They'll come around. JUST BELIEVE.
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Push and pull
Pain and pride
Let it go.
No longer hide.
Beauty, trust, faith
Belief
Courage, Love, Honor
Truth, compassion
Compromise
Communication
Willingness
Commitment
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