Fa-lling. Rain.
Wash my colors away.
All. A-way.
Must the sky turn gray,
The sun has eclipsed into moonlight,
the stars have all turned black,
The way the world is turning,
has averted my eyes,
Can. You. See?
Why we live this life.
Its all,
fa-lling. Rain.
And the after burn, has burned out my Green eyes.
"Alright lets start, get the Clamp and carving knife
You'll love it, He'll have your eyes"
I always wanted a boy, didn't you?
Hold his head steady, his eyes are my ugly color, not Bright green like yours
Lets remove them..
"He'll be perfect, He has to be."
"He'll have my hair."
And He'll be your gift of my undying love,
Just wait until I see you in the hall, I'll wave to you,bundle in my arms.
My face will be that of demented ecstasy,
And also that of pride.
You'll see the blood on the sheets.
"Look what I've made for you! Our baby!..Do you..Like him?"
You'll probably scream, "What Have you done!?"
And take our bundle..
And I'l
You 'ave Fallen into my trap.
'm No child 'f yours.
You are Merely My Little flies.
Little Flies , Little flies.
Weaved into my web 'f Lies.
I will 'ave Succession.
No, Perfection.
Sounds good?
No , Sounds Perfect.
You will not deny me what 's mine.
I am the Master mind.
The Puppeteer.
And you are my Puppets.
I am
The Orphan.
I watch as you lay screaming,
Your skin burns and boils revealing your bleached white bones.
I hope you Fall
I watch as you lay dying.
I hope it hurts.
I can see your once perfect smile has faded , into ash.
A dark cloud swept away by the wind, blackened by your lies.
Its not even pure anymore , its ot even air.
What have you done !?
Is your spirit really so ugly ?!
The flowers we planted are dying.
The flowers are dead.
Our Flowers !
Our memories , burning , leaving with you .
I hope your soul goes to heaven , though I scream for you to go to hell.
You were mine.
I was yours.
We were eachothers.
What have you done to me ?!
Dear you who won't read this by CheckeredPrince, literature
Literature
Dear you who won't read this
Why, can't I find you?
I'm looking so hard, where are you?
I called to you, you never came back to me.
So loyal, the one who said, they'd hold me forever, " Turn My Black Roses Red " ?
What a Lie, Maybe .. Thought " I could keep your number for a rainy day "
You said , " Its not meant to be like this . " So did I.
" Upside down , twisting beside myself. "
You, " Made it harder then it already is. "
I said , " it's not meant to be like this. "
We caught each other by the throat , you did the deed.
" So that Makes it all your fault. "
I'm quoting , did you realize . The songs you showed me when we met .
Our songs.. How true
Fa-lling. Rain.
Wash my colors away.
All. A-way.
Must the sky turn gray,
The sun has eclipsed into moonlight,
the stars have all turned black,
The way the world is turning,
has averted my eyes,
Can. You. See?
Why we live this life.
Its all,
fa-lling. Rain.
And the after burn, has burned out my Green eyes.
I am Shapeless: a shoulder to cry on not one to rely on I am your dream and what you make out of me. I am nothing I am all I am summer winter spring or fall, I am Shapeless and beneath my name I am Shapeless and I am nothing I claim, I am Shapeless I cannot have a True Love for its not the real me, I am Shapeless did I come from above? I am Shapeless I am your angel I am Shapeless I am your hatred and would do anything for your love.
I am An adaptor a Shapeless face in the dark, I am Shapeless I came from Satan's arc, I am Shapeless god kisses me in my sleep, I am Shapeless and in other Shapeless forms I creep, I am Shapeless and fighterless
Kill someone?
Kill an animal?
Kill yourself?
Dance to Lacrimosa?
Become a slave to me?
Hurt yourself?
Hurt another?
Kiss me?
Stab me?
Promise me never to leave?
Play the piano?
Become a butler?
Take me away from here?
Hold me?
Love me?
Torture me?
Hate me?
Kill me?
Ciel smiled feeling that he was for once alone closed his curtains and began to sing and dance, "Groove slam work it back.." Slides to the side "Filter that baby bump that track.."
Drapes a scarf around his pale neck paints his lips blue and flips his hair out, "Groove slam work it back.." Blows a kiss "Filter that baby bump that track.." Dose a sexy pop motion "Groove slam work it back.." Spins "Sebastian Just play that track." Leans back "Phantom-hive in the room, so starstruck cherry cherry cherry cherry boom boom."
Kareoke steps "Rollin out to the town on the weekend." Curls a lock of his hair "Stylin' out to the beat that you're freaki