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And I will Fail You (Single Poem 2-23-09) |
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(it's really bad... & yes, its meant to repeat so much
And I will fail you
In the attempt to save us
In the attempt to free us
In the attempt to make us
And I will fail you
With the success of a lie
With the success of my heart opening
With the success of my past
And I will fail you
With every passing moment
With every forgotten kiss
With every misspoken word
And I will fail you
Because I love you so much
Because I need you so much
Because it’s just what I do
 vampireelovex · Tue Feb 24, 2009 @ 03:51am · 0 Comments |
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Anya sits, staring back at her blank computer screen. The first chords of Shinedown’s ‘Fly From The Inside’ starts to play. She turn’s up the volume to blaring, and ever she has to admit the drums are pretty kick a** in that song. Her eyes glance over to her side bar. A picture slide show is going on, all with pictures of Nikkie. Anya’s heart feels like its going to pull out of her chest, as she longs so deeply for her. That is it! That’s what I’ve been trying to explain! Anya excitedly thinks to herself. This feeling of wanting, needing and loving, Nikkie, was all that she was feelings Saturday. The want to be closer to her, the closest she can possibly, and even that won’t even be enough. Her heart aches for Nikkie, and only her. It’s yearning for her, pulling out of Anya’s chest, in search of her. God, that one picture is all that’s needed to make Anya’s heart go racing. Her smile, Nikkie’s beautiful smile, her beautiful face, her… beautiful everything. She wishes she could just hold her in her arms and take all the pain away. The little furrow of her brow always make it apparent when Nikkie’s bothered by something, and Anya wants to take that away. Take away all her sadness and hurt, and replace it all with the happiness, content and love that Anya most graciously gives her. A single flying thought of “oh yeah!” passes through Anya’s mind as she remembers her composition notebook that she had given Nikkie during lunch for safe keeping. She rummages through her backpack to find it. “Ah hah!” She mumbles to herself. Flipping page by page, she find little random drawings that bring a smile to her face, done by Nikkie. She comes across a writing done by Nikkie. It makes her so happy to read it. Out of nowhere, three pages of poetry fell out of her notebook. One of them had claimed her heart. God, I miss her so much. A sigh escaped Anya’s lips as her mind wondered off towards thoughts of the recent Saturday. Her beautiful, amazing, perfect, everything. She loves Nikkie more than she could have ever imagined in the first place, and she just wishes she could be with her more. The thought, the wanting, no, the needing to be her, to touch her, to kiss you, to hold and caress her, just consumes her. Nikkie is addicting, a drug that Anya never knew she would need so much in her life.
vampireelovex · Mon Feb 23, 2009 @ 10:27pm · 0 Comments |
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