I may be damaged, but i'm never broken.
- Arcane


The Coldest WinterFootsteps crackle and crumble through frost That clutches at leaves then scatters like dust. This wind weaves through winter like a blade cuts through air, Sends shivers through my heart, as I stumble without care. Storm down a road that leads to nowhere, And I wonder - Will anything wait for me their?The Coldest Winter
My eyes catch a girl as she smiles like the sun, For a man who ignores the beauty adorned him. Heartbreak she can't hide as he pays no attention - And I wonder - How lonely this season's become.
Still, as I wander by on this road, Stolen for breath as I


Waiting To Let GoToday the clouds have no faces - no names. The wind wont blow. The grass wont sway. Winter weeps but her tears held back. All rays of light reign down in black.Waiting To Let Go
Time grinds to a halt. Life stands still... never breaths. Words try to comfort, but choke on their grieve. Look deep in their eyes and feel disbeleif - Faded... Jaded. Barren... Displaced.
Patiently waiting. Waiting and Wasting. The storm clouds are talking and their voices are daunting; Bellowing thunderous words of their sadness, They echo our hearts and our minds in distress.
All of


Paper WingsNo synthetic strings or sad machines, Can stop the beating of her heart. Her paper Wings They catch the Wind, Flicker -Falter -Fall apart.Paper Wings
She lies Lifeless, Brittle and Helpless, If only wings could lift her limbs. Strapped down in wires, Inside a broken body, That fails to move or heal.
'If only my legs Could walk, then I'd run. I'd sprint so far - So fast I'm unseen. If only my arms Could twist, twirl and spin - I'd carve out a beauty beyond your belief.'
A lost romantic, Alone she dances Waiting for her lo


...Untitled...So tired. So tired of trying. The weight on my shoulders is not worth my dying. I wasted my childhood to suffer this burden, Crushing my will with each stone they threw on....Untitled...
Caught in the middle of a family at war, They latched onto my arms and tore them apart. They didn't care that my body was fragile, Or that I screamed and I cried - ignored all the while.
I dragged myself through each day as it came, Unaware I was silently wasting away. A stranger in the playground, downhearted and waiting For Sunday to pass by, hoping my father never came.
Prey to
if you do recognise them, could you report her for me? i have reported her but as they are no longer on my page i will have trouble proving it
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