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- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Genres
- I am a fantasy lover all the way. I'm willing to try new things though. My favorite types are medieval plots, forbidden romances, and plots with a lot of action. (My favorites are Slave X Master, Royalty meets Commoner, Kidnapper X Captive, overall just forbidden romance that's included in most plots I have set up^^)
Hey. I just wanted to show the world my songs, and here they are. I'll try to get new songs up as more people post.
Lover's Loss
It all starts with just one word,
the final deadly blow.
Everything falls apart,
the opposite of hello.
It tears up many lives,
and claiming so much more.
Yes, just that one word,
can make life not worth fighting for.
Lover's loss, and hearts demise.
The end of all those clear blue skies.
Torn apart and begging still,
wanting back their life's will.
Tears shall fall,
tempers flare.
The broken shards,
handled without care.
Some may be mended,
but many are not.
Almost all battles,
lost being fought.
Lover's loss and hearts demise,
The end of all those clear blue skies.
Torn apart and begging still,
trying to remain until...
Lover's loss and hearts demise.
The end of all those clear blue skies.
Torn apart and begging still,
wanting back their life's will.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Behind the mask
(Spoken)Remember that old saying?
That sticks and stones could break our bones,
that words would never hurt us.
But tell me, is that true?
I don't know what else to do.
mmmm... yeah.
Why do people tease and taunt?
How is anything done then?
It's like a story written in pen.
Never to be erased.
Why do people turn to hate?
Or is it just a part of fate?
It shouldn't matter if I'm black or blue.
I'm still human, just like you.
Just because I'm different,
doesn't mean I don't have feelings.
The words create a fire,
and a heart in need of healing.
How can I get them to see?
Behind the mask, the real me?
How can I make the see the light?
So that they can know the truth.
Basing others on their looks,
instead of on their roots.
Why do people turn to hate?
Or is it just a part of fate?
It shouldn't matter if I'm black or blue.
I'm still human just like you.
Just because I'm different,
doesn't mean I don't have feelings.
The words create a fire,
and a heart in need of healing.
How can I get them to see?
Behind the mask, the real me?
I see the world through different eyes.
But why can't they see through my disguise?
How could I let things go from good to bad.
Because who I am inside is all I've ever had.
Just because I'm different,
they think I'm not worth heeding.
The fire burns inside of me,
My heart forever pleading.
How can I get them to see?
Behind the mask, the real me?
Oh why do I always have to be?
Behind the mask, not ever me?
I really appreciate all comments and thank you all for taking time out of your busy lives to stop and read my songs.
Lover's Loss
It all starts with just one word,
the final deadly blow.
Everything falls apart,
the opposite of hello.
It tears up many lives,
and claiming so much more.
Yes, just that one word,
can make life not worth fighting for.
Lover's loss, and hearts demise.
The end of all those clear blue skies.
Torn apart and begging still,
wanting back their life's will.
Tears shall fall,
tempers flare.
The broken shards,
handled without care.
Some may be mended,
but many are not.
Almost all battles,
lost being fought.
Lover's loss and hearts demise,
The end of all those clear blue skies.
Torn apart and begging still,
trying to remain until...
Lover's loss and hearts demise.
The end of all those clear blue skies.
Torn apart and begging still,
wanting back their life's will.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Behind the mask
(Spoken)Remember that old saying?
That sticks and stones could break our bones,
that words would never hurt us.
But tell me, is that true?
I don't know what else to do.
mmmm... yeah.
Why do people tease and taunt?
How is anything done then?
It's like a story written in pen.
Never to be erased.
Why do people turn to hate?
Or is it just a part of fate?
It shouldn't matter if I'm black or blue.
I'm still human, just like you.
Just because I'm different,
doesn't mean I don't have feelings.
The words create a fire,
and a heart in need of healing.
How can I get them to see?
Behind the mask, the real me?
How can I make the see the light?
So that they can know the truth.
Basing others on their looks,
instead of on their roots.
Why do people turn to hate?
Or is it just a part of fate?
It shouldn't matter if I'm black or blue.
I'm still human just like you.
Just because I'm different,
doesn't mean I don't have feelings.
The words create a fire,
and a heart in need of healing.
How can I get them to see?
Behind the mask, the real me?
I see the world through different eyes.
But why can't they see through my disguise?
How could I let things go from good to bad.
Because who I am inside is all I've ever had.
Just because I'm different,
they think I'm not worth heeding.
The fire burns inside of me,
My heart forever pleading.
How can I get them to see?
Behind the mask, the real me?
Oh why do I always have to be?
Behind the mask, not ever me?
I really appreciate all comments and thank you all for taking time out of your busy lives to stop and read my songs.
5 more posts until the next song