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The Looking-GlassWhat Alice Was Really Looking AtThe Looking-Glass
September 17, 2009 7:30 PM.
She is gazing through the looking-glass, a window deep inside her past, wishing she could alter the small mistakes she has made. Yet no one on the other side can see her; they walked away long ago. And she knows she's better off, but still can't help but scoff, at the cracks in the winding road that led her here, the pain and tears, that forged the key to unlock a much happier future. This is the future she faces away from the mirror. The future that is the present, with lights and hearts aglow. The present that is the best in her life.
by ~sparklingphoenix17
Beneath Your SightBeneath Your Sight by: sparklingphoenix17 Written: July 7, 2008 10:43 P.M.Beneath Your Sight
In summer's heat, I'm shivering. I can't seem to get rid of the fever lodged inside my head, frenzied thoughts pounding in my skull, leaving a dull ache behind. My chest constricts. My heart skips a beat.
Trembling, as I see what you have written. How could you? How could you? I know now I was a fool- I thought perhaps, maybe, that there was hope in one fragile thread stretched between us. It glittered in the sun, wispy, flickering in and out of sight. I should ha
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EveningEvening by: sparklingphoenix17 Written: May 21, 2008 6:33 PMEvening
The wind blows through the trees, And I'm down here on my knees, Staring off into the sunset. The blazing colors fill my mind, Like a lover for whom you've pined, Soon gone, but each moment unforgotten. Now, this isn't to say I'm right, But as the day turns into night, I'm not sure to wish on a star. It seems kind of crazy That someone could grant your wish If they're a thousand miles away... And the night's a little cold, Yet that's all right, I'm told, For in starligh
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TwilightTwilightTwilight
by: sparklingphoenix17 December 6, 2007
My eyes are fixed upon the clock As the hands turn round so slowly And as hard as I try not to be,
My mind's fixed on you solely.
I cannot stop thinking of you No matter how I try Though I strive to ground my thoughts They always to you fly.
And to the hour of twilight That single shortened time When I'm allowed to be with you And it is not a crime.
When I'm allowed to hold your hand And you allowed to embrace me Where for one instant, we're together B
by ~sparklingphoenix17
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I haven't logged in and changed anything on my account...nevermind answer anyone back in ages
I'm gonna read&comment your work as soon as I have a chance. Love you
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But baby don't cry
You had my heart, at least for the most part
thank you! i'll check out some of yours too.
love you!
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"The phoenix hope can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite, revive from ashes and rise." --Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
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"...as always, she was late."
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