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The Carousel The night was cold and deep; leaves rustled upon the soft ground like the gentle shudder of a spider in the wind. I sat on the brown wooden horse with blue and green ribbon spiraling around the pole protruding from its back. I grasped the weathered saddle 'til my hands ached, assuring myself I was real. What happened? Tears rolled down my face and fell to the earth beneath me. That afternoon started to reform in my mind… It was late in the day, and the little ghosts and goblins began to appear from festively decorated doorways. One of which was my little brother, Cal. "C'mon Lynx let's go!" he pleaded, "Kyle's waiting for m

Somewhere between here and there Sits a little house in a grove of trees, A black spot in a sea of green Why are you so old little house? Are you all alone? Please tell me a story. The windmill says he's had much pass through his fans, Gun powder, laughter of children, The smell of death… Oh please little house say something! The trees around you are charred with age, They say this place was happy once, Their leaves green and a fresh breeze Rolling through the fans, And you… Were you happy once too? Little house do you know what you are? You are a time capsule, just not in a jar. I will come back for you someday little

Did I forget to mention that I love you? I'm terribly sorry if i did, Did you know I want to hold you? to kiss you? Unfortunately I was too afraid to lose myslef in your arms  and I know your lips are not mine to kiss. He gave you a single red rose    I gave you twelve of pink. He gave you his heart,    But I gave you mine....didn't I? No....I took it away But remeber? I gave you the rain, the moon, the sunset,   but never my emotion, Yet he...he gave you love, and didn't forget to tell you And you gave him love in return. Now I beg you not to let me go, to not let me   forget anymore, But we both know it is too late, S

I hope you will not let me phase you, I pray that you will not let me change you I love you too much for that, Never allow me to hurt you, to annoy you, to drive you away I love you too much for that As long as I wear this necklace, as long as I hear this song I will love you, Can you promise all this to the one you love? Please love me.....

I watch myself in the mirror, I watch myself crumble, the strain of your anger is too great, don't you know it kills me? Songs are playing on the radio, they seem so real, my friends telling me "'you make believe nothing is wrong until you're cryin'"', you yelling '"Feelings incencere/ I'll not be your memory!"' I look down at my wrist, our clouded relationship dangles at my life-line. I take it off, place it at my feet, drown it in tears. I wish you could see me like this, then maybe you would understand. My hair sticks to my wet face, I feel like I have to go '"back/ back/ back to a disaster/ my heart's beating faster/ holding on to feel

Why can't I find you? and why the hell are you not picking up? I hate it when you do this, you make me feel like a character in one of your games that you can just put on pause if you're tired of playing. At first it was ok, I knew you liked your recreations, but you have no idea what it is doing to me. I keep praying there's something wrong with the phone, maybe you just can't hear it. I alone know how much I love you, you opened my eyes to a new imagination and yet I feel so blind and ignorant when you break your promises. Why don't you call?

   How could I have been so blind? Well its easy for me isn't it? It's amazing if I ever see anything. I knew this was going to happen, just because I turned you down for the both of us or because I couldnt. You say I'm doing everything wrong, it's all turning against me, bringing me closer and closer to my doom. You seem to always criticize me, I dont know why, you say its for my own good, but does telling me im responsible for my own demise actually helpful? I hate loving you, after everything you've done to me, for me, I should kill you, but that would only kill me. Im sorry Im obsessed with your soul, but is it not crazy that we would go

Rain..... It can mean so many different things, Spring, dancing, sadness....tranquility, Today it means all I raise my arms and pretend to rise into    the grey oblivion, I hope God's tears shall wash away mine, High rooftops look as mountains do,    with rivers flowing from the highest peak only  to fall off the edge, to splash to the ground disturbing the constant rhythm of random droplets The house is silent, I dare not stir, nor do I wish to, but I must go outside, Out in the watery sadness, out in the drum-like music to dance my longing for him,    for her, for love.........away,        The silence is singing to

A city can hold many things, I couldn't believe how I felt as I walked through down-town Ft. Worth. The buildings were so tall, nothing like here, this middle land of dust, flatness and a false sense that this is how the rest of the world looks, so dry, so barren, so dead. I guess it isn't all that bad, I hold some of my fondest memories here; a first kiss, the best kind of friendships I was lucky enough to recieve, and the highest love that has been given to me out of mercy. Then the greatest pain has fallen on me in this town, the loss of love from the one I've been trying to reach my whole life, the hurt I must carry to save other souls mo