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the story of us

will you stay here with me, will you care for a little bit? there is nothing to see without a single beat. i am never the fun but a spoilt and silent child who decided to change the volume from hard to mild. let me set the right course, let me choose the right way to go. i will wither and faint while facing a weaker blow. there’s nothing to prove, i’m begging you for myself, for my childish gambit from dusty and dirty shelf. being part of the game which demands ‘be polite, or else’ plays a riddle with the abstract longing for being best. so i’m trying to fight, i’m trying to find the road, but the story of us is ready to be untold.

@темы: ст lt4 eng



am i wendy or tinker bell in this story, am i even a ghost in the silent tale? all of them are telling me not to worry, but my tears are cold and my arms are pale. there’s no one else who can guess my riddles, so i miss you more than i ever should. you’re supposed to be peter pan, but needles never touch your shade on the darkened wood.

@темы: lt4 ст eng


two for one

английский язык и разборки на уровне миропорядка

thanks for nothing. you’re one with goddess, you’re one with fault - every story you’ve brought will go into this untold. only welcome you’ve got, the earning of points and breaks is supposed to diffuse in order to bring mistakes. raising heavens to fix yourself is the childest move, if they listen at all, they totally disapprove. here endeth the quest you’ve picked out of pure spite -
don’t be scared to admit that you’re gonna be alright.

heavens forbid to tell me that i was right. yes, i’ve been fighting out of pure spite. was i supposed to fall on my knees and weep, not to disturb your hours of beauty sleep? screw it. screw you. screw everything you have brought. i’m not a part of someone’s misguided plot, i will be better, i will be best of all. take only time to laugh and excuse to fall, then take a look at me at the closest range.

i am the hero.
want to accept my rage?

@темы: mt4 eng ст


found me; waited; won

my sorrows had made me beautiful and beguiled, i am but a stone with whited-out fingers clutched.

and that is all i would leave you with, dear child. be careful and do try to keep them untouched.

@темы: lt4 eng ст



striking myself with someone i will outgrow plays as the best of plans i have made to last. look, that's a soft goodbye and a silent glow, look, i can place a twist to disturb the cast. here they stay, unmoving and ill-conceived by every plot device you've been throwing off. here i come, disclosing an evil seed just to absorb it all and begin to cough.

@темы: lt4 eng ст



layers my body brings me can't be denied, where's the light in all this contagious fight, where's the heart i've left in the sleepless shell?

how can i turn it off if i want to quell?

@темы: lt4 eng ст


алюминиевый век #3: иностранный язык

16.11.2016 в 03:37
Пишет feyra:

флешмоб 2016: тур 4 | стихи
Автор: мисс хогарт
Тур: тур 4, «Городские легенды»
Название: conversations with dead people
Тема: проклятые шоссе
Вид работы: стихи на английском языке
Тип работы: нечто отдаленно похожее на фичок по баффи - истребительнице вампиров
Размер: драббл, 158 слов
Примечание: теоретически прослеживается сюжет, вот он, ау, где баффи дали спокойно умереть в финале пятого сезона, оос; лестер-роуд, она же never-ending-road


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