Not so many responses this time... but I updated sooner. I just learned that I have Carpal Tunnel Syndrom a few days ago,so I had to re-orient myself to the keyboard,typing with one hand instead of two. I've gotten really good. I think I type about 25-30 words per minute one handed, but I used to type 41, so... *sigh* Anyway, here you are!

Fallen

Your broken soul wanders
Blindly through the mist
But there's no escape
From the endless abyss.

Tortured and destroyed
An angel fallen too far
You'll burn out and die
Just like a shooting star.

You see a way out
A way for you to be free
And all you have to do
Is lend your heart to me.

I'll help you up
Support your weight
I'll be the one who caught you
Before it was too late.

That's the first peom I ever wrote. Way back in August. Yeah, kinda bad, but oh well.

Hold Me Tight



We started off as friends,

As close as close can be,

People thought we were going out,

But we protested vehemently.



Together we made a pact,

To never love each other,

We’d only be best friends,

Like sister and brother.



But I’m feeling different,

Now that four years have gone by,

I’m actually beginning,

To see you as my guy.



I want you to take my hand in yours,

I want your arms around me,

I want you to say I’m beautiful,

And I want all the world to see.



And when I’m feeling down,

I want you to hold me tight,

To gently stroke my hair,

And tell me it’s all right.



Besides, I don’t know,

If you feel the same way,

And even if I told you,

Exactly what would I say?



Or maybe you’re to shy,

To say what’s in your heart,

But shouldn’t I be able to tell,

Aren’t I supposed to be smart?



I only want to hold you tight,

But it’s the last thing I can do,

Why does it have to be so hard,

To say the words ’I love you’?

My first love poem. There's only like 3 of those. Kind of bad, too. But hey, I tried.


Listen

Listen
To me just

One time and

Maybe you’ll hear

What I’ve been trying

So hard to say for so long

The words you’ve been

Deaf to the ones you

Refuse to hear and

You blow me off

Every time I try

To make you

Listen



Listen

And hear me

Crying for someone

To get my message for

Just a little time to let it all

Out and not worry about what

You’d say to this or that and

Finally be able to tell you

If only you’d just stop

For one moment

And sit and

For once

Listen.

great poems i love them

one response *sigh* thank you, lilly pad. all comments are appreciated.

Anymore

The knife blade
Makes it fade
All the pain
With no gain
Done for you
Now I’m through
No more fights
On what I write
No more say
On what I play
No more heats
On my defeats
Now I’m me
Can’t you see
This fairy tale
Is going stale
Fake angel dust
If only you’d just
All my words
Only half-heard
Just shut up
And listen up
See me plead
What I need
You won’t hear
A single tear
Don’t know why
I still try
I’m giving up
No more living up
To what you want
I’ll be blunt
I’m closing down
All around
No more life
No more strife
No more tears
No more fears
No more thought
No more wrought
No more sadness
No more badness
Just me alone
On my own
My safe revert
I can’t get hurt
Safe from hell
Inside my shell
Stopped being polite
This is my night
Don’t ask me to dance
You had your chance
I’m not your pawn
Now I’m gone
I won’t share
‘Cause I don’t care
Anymore.

I really like that one. I was particularly frustrated with my mom when I wrote it. Kinda shows.

Where Is Heaven?

Cold rock
I’m supposed to be
How you like me
With tears you can’t see.
Unbreakable soul
It was so easy then
Life came around again
I’m asking you when
This
Will
End.

Counting through the pain
One, Two Three
Cry my hidden tears
They’re not supposed to be.
Counting through the pain
Four, five, six, seven
If this is hell then
Where is heaven?

Hardened core
You believe what I say
Don’t trust me today
I might lie myself away.
Frozen marble
These bonds won’t sever
An eternity of never
I wonder if ever
This
Will
End.

Counting through the pain
One, two, three
Cry my hidden tears
They’re not supposed to be.
Counting through the pain
Four, five, six, seven
If this is hell then
Where is heaven?


I think I fell
Into this hell
Been here so long
Don’t wanna belong
Can’t God see
I wanna be free
Hear my cry
I wanna fly
Up to heaven
Sometimes I pray
It’ll be okay
I wanna know that
This
WillEnd.

Wrote this when I was camping with my friend. Just had a sudden poetic urge to write a song. Heh. You can take a writer away from poetry, but you can't take away poetry from a writer.

Sometimes I’m Not Crazy

Sometimes I’m not crazy
Sometimes I’m not insane
Sometimes I can escape
Escape all of the pain.

Sometimes I can hear
Them speaking in my head
Harsh and cruel voices
Voices of the dead.

Sometimes I can see
Them standing all around
They exist off of evil
Evil no man has found.

Sometimes I can feel
Them brush against my skin
Knowing they control it all
All of the madness within.

Sometimes I can smell
Them with their undead reek
They radiate a cold
Cold that makes me weak.

Sometimes I can taste
Them as the blood runs through my teeth
Theirs and mine are mixed together
Together but underneath.

Sometimes people say
I’m not in my right mind
But I did it all for a reason
Reason and madness intertwined.

Sometimes people think
They they’re the victims and I the slayer
But only I could kill them
Them who clasp their hands in false prayer.

Sometimes I wish
I could have saved their souls
But I needed to heal my mind
My mind riddled with holes.

Sometimes I’m not crazy
For each of the holes I’ve filled
There’s one filled for every person
Every person that I’ve killed.

From the perspective of a person who killed people for a "religious" reason, and is "haunted" by them. Yeah. Don't know what I was thinking. The title's cool, though.

i only realy had time to read one for now...but i give u my word as a HP fan that i will come back and read them!!!
lol

(form what i read though...it was great!)

great poems. I liked the last one the most, they're all really good.

omg. ur poems r soooo good. pleaz have more soon

WHEE!!! THREE REVIEWS!! Thank you so much. I appreciate them more than you know. Okay, here you go:

Dream

Once I had a dream
We were running through the fields
All the trouble went away
Oh, the power laughter wields.
All of us were happy
Everything was what it seemed
But it was only that
It was but just a dream.

Short, but sweet. Can you tell I was listening to Patty Griffin?

Scream

They crowded around me laughing and giggling as if
Everything was perfect in this unforgiving world
And they always smiled at the dumbest things
I have ever seen and I just wanted so to
Break their smiles and cut their laughs
And make them grow up to finally
See what an awful world we
Are really living in and I
Held it inside for long
That it builds up and
Makes me wanna
Be alone and
In silence
Scream.

Feeling frustrated that people could be so happy when I couldn't.

Soldier

Look at my body
See my scarred hands
My haunted empty eyes
Hands balled into fists.

See what I’ve suffered
What I’ve been through
All the pain I’ve endured
Endured all for you.

I fought so hard
Battled so brave
There was so much death
So many I couldn’t save.

Now that I’m back
I see people so naïve
They know nothing of war
Never had to grieve.

They don’t understand
The meaning of sacrifice
They don’t know how it feels
To pay the ultimate price.

No on ever sees
How it is in war
Too fast you grow to hate it
But somehow you want more.

You begin to realize
That life has no point
Birth, life, and death
Another person to disappoint.

War changes a man
Those are their lies
But I didn’t change
I opened my eyes.

And I saw how stupid
How cruel and unfair
How some people just can’t
Find it in them to care.

I was given no peace
No moment could I rest
I received all sorts of medals
But still I was unimpressed.

Food had no taste
Cold has no sting
Love had no warmth
Nothing is anything.

I’ve served my purpose
Done what I had to do
Nothing is left for me
Now my life is through.

And now I can leave
With this gun in my hand
Now I can be at peace
With those who understand.

Good bye, my world
I’m going to my friends
Good bye, screwed up world
This is where my journey ends.

My hands begin to shake
With the anticipation of being free
I close my eyes and final words come
Lord what fools these mortals be.

A little riskier, but I love it all the same. If anybody here knows what the restrictions are for this forum PLEASE POST! I have searched the rules and I have found nothing saying yes, but nothing saying no. Thank you.

-Monica

These are soooo good. Post more <<< sry im a lil too hyper rite now, hehehe

omg! Your poems are great! My fave so far is the 9/11 one (the awesomeness is too much to bear!) and the Little Sister one (too good!) Keep up the good work! Post more when you get the time!

-vishu-

OMG your so so good..............I was so moved

*blushes* Thank you. Um, all rigt, another update. Hands are getting worse as the summer progresses, but I have an EMG scheduled for Augst 4th... Anyway, here you go:


Under the Surface

Walking on thin ice,
Hear a cracking sound,
Keep on walking,
Looking around.

Suddenly the ice,
That was once beneath,
Is now holding me,
Underneath.

Under the ice,
But I can see,
See the world,
Laughing at me.

People on the other side,
I pound and I thrash,
They don’t know,
They think I’m trash.

Try to get out,
Try to scream,
Heart pounding in my ears,
Playing its deadly theme.

Cold has stopped,
Fading away,
Lost to the world,
Lead astray.

Darkness comes,
Senses fail,
Thinking stops,
Arms don’t flail.

Death bound,
To the ground,
Screaming, no sound,
Never found.


Trapped

Go ahead, ask me what’s wrong,
I’ll take you into my mind,
But I can’t guarantee,
You’ll like what you find.

You’ll be surrounded by dark,
And scream till you have no breath,
You’ll feel my tortured agony,
You’ll be begging, pleading for death.

Hear the voices in my head,
Hear them whisper, hear them shout,
Hear your own voice calling,
Crying to get out.

Feel the pain I feel each day,
Punishment for my every sin,
Feel my anger at the world,
Feel the fire raging within.

Then slowly you will realize,
I’ve trapped you in this place,
Where the darkness never ends,
And nothing’s your saving grace.

Soon the voices will chant,
Telling you suicide’s okay,
Saying that you should listen,
And do exactly as they say.

You now belong to them,
Your freedom is no more,
You’re not like other people,
Just forget your life before.

Bravo, you’ve figured it out,
Come here and take a bow,
This hellish world around you,
Is your future now.



Coward

They say that I am ugly,
They say that I am fat,
They say that no one,
Wants to be where I am at.

They say that I am stupid,
That say no one’s my friend,
They broke down my resistance,
And I believed them in the end.

The water that runs down my body,
Water that once made me slack,
Now holds me tense,
There’s no turning back.

My hands are shaking so bad,
Tears are filling my eyes,
Some part of me says this is wrong
But I know that that’s just lies.

I shut my eyes,
Clench my fist,
And bring the knife,
Down to my wrist.

Suddenly I stop,
The blade against my skin,
I don’t know who will lose,
The raging battle within.

I realize I can’t do it,
I can’t take my life away,
I feel like such a coward,
But maybe I’ll be brave someday.

And maybe someday I’ll have the guts,
The courage to finally face,
The consequences for,
Being nothing but a disgrace.

i love them keep it up

hahah a review to make you happy! lol
good job, you are an awesome dark poet!
tell ur language arts teacher to retire, cuz she obviously has no point in life.
lmao!

Just finished this. Yes, at 1 in the morning.

Dear President Bush

You say
It's okay
What you take
Is gonna make
Everything okay.

Voice of honey
Use our money
Build a wall
Build it tall
With our money.

On the beat
Talking sweet
Exadgerate
And compensate
Sugar it sweet.

You say
It's okay
What you take
Is gonna make
Eveything okay.

Hide them well
And never tell
The scale tilt
You just built
Never tell.

Say you care
And that they're
Good for oil
But in toil
Save them over there.

Play your card
Bomb 'em hard
Because of your lies
Innocents dies
Heart so hard.

You say
It's okay
What you take
Is gonna make
Everything okay.

You charmed us all
Now we'll fall
You dirty theif
So much greif
Far to fall.

Now you've robbed us
You're gonaa drop us
Walk away
As you say
I just dropped you.

Wave good bye
We won't cry
We were your pawn
Now we're gone
Don't you cry.

But we'll chant it loud
And say it proud
'Cause you can't take
All that makes
We Americans proud.

Thanks to my two reviewers- you keep me posting!

Wow..i ABosolutly Love the first poem abotu Septemeber 11th..major tearjerker! Woot Woot USA! Haha! But I son't erally liek the dear president one..It's a good format but I'm no bush basher! Just My Opinion Though!

Hello all! Wow, one review in a month. THIS IS BAD, PEOPLE! Please review. Please.

Only One

There’s so many things,
People expect of me,
Can’t they understand,
I’m only one, not three?

Being so many things,
Being pulled in every direction,
Never getting praised,
Striving for affection.

No one ever notices,
How hard I really try,
They only notice the failures,
And then I wonder why.

No human being’s perfect,
But I tried so hard to be it all,
I’m spinning round and round,
So dizzy, about to fall.

I always have to be perfect,
In everything and every way,
It makes me want to escape,
To somewhere far away.

I dread the day I don’t make it,
I dread the day I fail,
But no one around me cares,
No one wants to hear my tale.

Someday this will be too much,
And I’ll collapse onto the ground,
The illusions will be shattered,
And all my secrets found.

They’re closing in like a pack of wolves,
Ready to kill and have their fun,
But I can not defend myself,
For I am only one.

One of my earlier ones. Obviously.

The Edge

I’ve just been wakin’ though life
Stumbling every step of the way
But I kept getting back up
Hoping tomorrow was a better day.

Bu they only got worse
My feet became bruised
Aching from walking so far
My soul tired of being used.

And I wanted it to end
I felt I was no longer me
I wondered why I couldn’t
Be what you wanted me to be.

You tried to make me tell you
But I held it all inside
A fake smile on my face
But in my heart I cried.

I pushed you all away
Distanced myself apart
Protected you from me
Didn’t care about my bleeding heart.

But now I see
Now I realize
The pain I’ve caused
Is my only prize.

I was falling, falling fast
Just about to go through
I was walking on the edge
Then I held on to you.

You seem so strong and steady
You make me feel so weak
But you say you’re here to help
And you tell me I’m not a freak.

So help me, please, I’m begging
I’m tottering on the edge
Let me hold on to you tight
And don’t let me go over the edge.

Post depression. *shudders* The next one might get deleted. It's... ah, bloody.

My Release

Don’t think I’m gonna be okay
Can’t stop this pain inside
I’m left with no release
Weakness to show I cried.

Laying on my bed
Hurting so much I’m sick
Twist and turn so restless
Breathing is shallow and quick.

I need an escape
Gonna need it fast
Tears wet the pillow
But the salty sweetness doesn’t last.

Remember reading ‘bout
Teens who went astray
Remember how the cutting
Took the pain away.

I think about how good
How wonderful it’d feel
To be free from all of this
To get a chance to heal.

See some paper on the desk
An idea forms in my mind
I see a new release
Follow others of my kind.

Suddenly the paper
Rests in my hand
Both of them are shaking
I cannot understand.

Slowly I drag it across
Pale skin splits in its wake
Red rivers of blood are running
And all the tension breaks.

Everything I felt
The pain I tried to banish
Is flowing out with the blood
All my sadness seems to vanish.

I bring it down again
Deeper than before
Again and again I cut
Until the pain is no more.

Angry snakes run up my arms
Blood shiny, slick like grease
I’m soaring off unburdened
I’ve found my new release.

Er, yeah. Depression.

Time for another reply-less post. Here you go:

Hidden Tears

I’m crying hidden tears
You don’t want me to share
It’s what you want to hear
Pretend that you care.

Don’t trust me today
I’m lying myself away
Everything isn’t okay
It just won’t seem to stay.

Sweet
Yet
Sick.

Smile, smile, smile
It’s plastered on my face
Smile, smile, smile
Find my happy face.

Sorry, sorry, sorry
You say just talk for a while
Sorry, sorry, sorry
I’m trapped behind my smile.

Find my happy face
Smile, smile, smile
It’s plastered on my face
Smile, smile, smile.

Sick
Yet
Sweet.

It just won’t seem to stay
Everything isn’t okay
I’m lying myself away
Don’t trust me today.

Pretend that you care
It’s what you want to hear
You don’t want me to share
I’m crying hidden tears.

Um... yeah. Thought it would be cool to do a mirror poem. Never seen one like it before, actually.

Lay Still

Lay still, lay still they say and don’t move stay still because we
Need to see what us wrong with you, so just smile and laugh
See them long and sharp gleam silver in the light so sterile
Make marks on my hand where they’ll enter and burn
Stuck inside me burning and twisting biting my skin
Hold still, they say hold still to we can stab you
Lay there cold- how can I just lie here and let
Them hurt me, violate me no! I don’t want it
I don’t want to hurt and I cry because I have
To lay here and let them stick it in my hand
In me it goes, and it stays look down at
It sticking out of my hand and scream
Because I let them do this let them
Hurt me why, why did it have
To be me- why not somebody
Stronger somebody anybody
But me isn’t there something
Anything else they can do
‘Cause it hurts it hurts
So bad I just want to
Die to escape it
But I can’t
I have to
Lay still.

EMG. I'll say no more.

Paranoid

Every word
That you say
I have to judge
Is it okay?

So many things
That you could mean
Why can’t it just
Be like it seems.

So confused
So insecure
Hitting myself
But never sure.

Tired of being
So hyper-aware
Some things are certain
So why am I scared?

Relationships. Relationship problems, I should say. Could be boyfriend/girlfriend, or just a pair of friends.

Please review. It does me good.

WOW!
I've always known you were a talented writer but you just keep suprising me every single day I see you post!
All your poems are awesome, and I'll try and get readers for you from Zonkos.
Just remember,
Even if people don't reply back, eventually they'll all check up because your work iawesome!
Keep them coming, and keep on suprising me!
Love Always,
~~RQT
ALso, I'm not quite done reading all of them yet, but I'll be back to say which one's my fav etc.

Okay, Here's a Mucho better reply to your awesomess.
One thing I saw throughout all your writings were little "personal" messages. While many people think it's not necessary, I beg to differ.
Like they say there's always something behind a story. Same goes for poems. It'd be so general if you didn't add your comments and your feelings towards/against the poem you had written.
And always remember, though we're strangers...there are people who care. If only you'd let them.
I'm a devout Catholic/Christian as well so I wouldn't know exactly how you feel. However two of my friends are into Wizza as well. Even if I might disgaree with your point of view in some of those lines, it just shows your uniqueness. Your poems aren't strictly black and white sterotypical. They add a glimpse of color each new line and build on each other. No everyone thinks the same and I recpect your opinion.
Hun, That's normal. Trust me, I've done that million X billion times before. It's what friends are for really. If you ever need to talk though, there are suuport groups on SS and my Pms are always open for the public!
This poem was actually my favorite out of all of yours. It was hard saying that since all of your poems are incredible but I feel so connected with this one. I guess that fight with your rents played out after all. This is a really cool poem witha rythm like no other!
That is a bit uh.....sad. However, I do see the point you were trying to get across. And, I also see how it's funny from your friends point of view.
I also think it's so cute how you steal time on the library comp to post us some of your awesome FF and poems. Others would think it wasn't worth it. Seriously, me too. If I didnt have this much time on my hands, I'd rather be at the library instead of getting cuagt in the middle of my friends' craziness.
Lmao, you're so funny. There will always be a teacher that you just don't get along with or vice versa. I've had my share of annoying teachers...In fact, I'v e always had mean teachers. My bad luck I guess. They like to describe me as the "mentally challenged"...I guess acting like a smart **** doesn't help but still. They still should give us the grades we deserve right? Whatever, I guess life's not fair eh?
Wow....I'm speechless....My friend is going through the same thing. I always saw "cutting" as well er...Stupid to be honest. I don't see how hurting yourself would make you feel better. I've read alot and my friend tries so much to get me to understand but...I don't see the point in it. Your poem helps to understand it but it leaves us at a point where we don't know what will happen. I hope you don't go through with this....If you do, or did or whatever say it please. It's bad enough you have a hard time with your rents we don't want anything else causing you not to come back to SS and give us those updates that we love so very much!
That's cute. And it's so not bad, I guess it was pretty obvious that you werent feeling it. WIth the other poems, it's like the writer and reader are connected to understand the author is trying to get across. With that one, while it was good, you didn't really "feel" what you were saying merely just saying them in writing. I still liked it. But, if you keep at it, eventually you'll get it straight.
Lol. You know your works great, so whether you have all of SS reading or just me and lilypad your self esteem should be the same. Sometimes readers don't check up on the poems threads as often as they come on SS, but remember that they evntually will all come back begging for more of your awesomeness!
Well, I'm at the end of your poems now
:worship: I shall worship and hail all of your work everytime I get a chance!
I love them all, You're an awesome writer and I'll always be around to praise you! PAMS when you can!
Your devoted reader,
~`RQT

*huggles tina* I luff you! You have officially just made my day! Heck, any reviews make my day, that's how pathetic I am. But my patheticness appreciates you! I beg of you, review all ye readers! Thy deed shalt be great, and thoust heart shalt be proved greater! I am on thine knees, I beggeth thou, please review! Okay, 'nuff old english. Here you have:

Ghost

I'm trying to grab you hand
But all I feel is air
I'm trying to hear your voice
But I can't find it anywhere
I'm trying to say goodbye
But there's so much I regret
I'm trying to not forget you
But I wish we'd never met.

My good friend recently died. Need I say anything else?

Maybe

Maybe
You would’ve been a writer
Just like you wanted to be
Words would have filled pages
You always did for me.

Maybe
You would’ve stayed in Austin
For all you loved small towns
Cities seemed to suit you
You like to get around.

Maybe
You would’ve gone to prom
Though you’d never want a guy
You would have been so beautiful
Happiness sparkling in your eyes.

Maybe
You would’ve been shot
And died a bit later
What would you have done
Would this pain be greater?

Maybe
You would’ve changed the world
Maybe
You would’ve been on a TV show
Maybe
You would’ve saved a life
Maybe…
But now we'll never know

My friend again. I'll spare all you who don't care and post a non-my-friend's-death poem for you. Now let me go find one...

You tell me the rewards you got
Is it worth all the shots?

You run and run and run
In a race not yet begun
I’m still holding the starting gun.

When did I fall behind
Now it’s not an illusion of mind
You left before the flag could unwind.

Rushing, racing for your goal
All of the victories that you stole
The farther you get, the deeper your hole.

You pop up here and there
Pause and stop for air
Leave me back where you don’t care.

See you only now and then
Before you disappear again
Where are you running off to now, my friend?

You are hilarious And you're not pathetic, you just want others to say you Rock. For all the readers who would've said it...
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:worship:
'Luffed the Updates! Post one you can!
~~RQT

Merry Christmas everybody! Nothing new, but I did dredge up a Harry-Potterized Christmas carol that I wrote three years ago. To the tune of 'The First Noel', and unfinished.

The Boy-Who-Lived



The first prophecy,

Seer Trelawney said,

Was a certain small boy

And his future ahead.



His future ahead,

With Lord Voldemort,

Whom he would soon destroy

When his life didn’t abort.



(Chorus)



The Boy-Who-Lived,

The Boy-Who-Lived,

Thus was the boy who

Ended the first war.



Then young Harry Potter,

Was sent away,

To the Dursleys where

For ten years he would stay.



For ten years he would stay,

Knowing not what he’d done,

That he had defeated a

Dark Lord at age one.



(Chorus)



Then one day Hagrid came,

Telling Harry his past,

Telling him the story

That left Harry aghast.



That left Harry aghast,

At the fame he was shown,

That he was the savior of a

World he’d never known.



(Chorus)



Then into a new world,

Harry Potter did go,

Where his true Gryffindor colors

Started to show.





Gryffindor colors started to show,

Bravery to the core,

As he faced and overcame

The Dark Lord once more.



(Chorus)



A new threat arrived,

Taking one of Harry’s friends,

A time where many students

Nearly met their ends.



Nearly met their ends,

Almost shutting Hogwarts down,

But then Harry beat Tom Riddle

In yet another round.



(Chorus)



The second prophecy,

Seer Trelawney said,

Was an escaped convict

And a rat presumed dead.



A rat presumed dead,

Who killed Harry’s mum and dad,

Who betrayed the light side

Cause he was secretly bad.



(Chorus)

*cough* Heh. Um... don't flame?

On second thought, there is something new. Completely slipped my mind.

The Political Dance

I smile as you bow
So formal, full of grace
Your back extends down low
Eyes fixed on my face.

You know I can't refuse
Giving up your stance
Unwilling, I accept
And so begins the dance.

You step here
I step there
Arm 'round my waist
Distance me with care.

Complicated moves
Done so many times
Becoming second-nature
Uncoordinated rhymes.

Our bodies held so stiff
Unromantic hating glares
Painful tight are grips
But we're too stubborn to care.

Swirling, twisting, flipping
A silent, unsaid fight
Battling on a dance floor
Moving in and out of light.

I wonder who you think
We're really gonna fool
Surely they all notice
Our moves are icy cool.

It's always the same dance
All ordered and in synch
And yet no one seems to notice
Our anger reaching the brink.

The music quiets
You bow me away
The audience is clapping
Just like yesterday.

I smile at you coldly
Your eyes like frozen suns
We're safe until next time
And for now the dance is done.

Politics, and how people who don't really like each other are forced to ally and make peace, and how they have to keep it all a secret...

Please review.

Moni

^^Wow....
I really like the politics one...
And the prophecy one is soooo cute!
PAMS Keep them coming...
~~RQT