|Never give up.. Never give in.|
Gone.I close my eyesGone. by No1Believes-Me
I see your smile
I try to deny;
The fact that you’re gone
That you’re not gonna come back again.
Why am I so scared?
Why am I so lost when you’re not there?
I cry every night
I talk to the moon, to the stars.. . until I fall.
Our memories are hunting me down
I can run, but I cannot hide
I’m being chased by everything you’ve left behind.
Under The Falling Rain.Under The Falling Rain. by No1Believes-Me
I've seen you lying there..
Under the falling rain.
I came closer to take a look
I was right above your head and there I stopped.
Are you dead?
You look so pale..
So blue, so I stayed.
I was so scared; To lose hope.. to lose faith.
Can't you see me standing there?!
All alone, under the rain.
My eyes are crying..
My tears are falling under those falling rain.
I'm standing there
Hoping you open those eyes and say you're ok.
Your body is so cold
And its hard like a stone.
I didn't know who to call..
So I stayed next to you and hoped;
That you're alive and just lying there..
Under the falling rain.
Bouquet of RosesYou gave me a bouquet of rosesBouquet of Roses by No1Believes-Me
You said they resemble love and eternity!
Do you dare lie to me?
Or do you want to make a fool of me?
Don’t you know that roses die?
That their colors fade away in no time?
That they need water, air and sunshine?
Don’t you know that they don’t last?
That they look beautiful but fragile?
and they resemble limited beauty from the outside
Do you wish to take them back?
Or buy fake roses instead and cut this act?
The PianistIn a cluttered side streetThe Pianist by AzraelDarkAngel540
A deaf, old pianist
Listens to his music
Through his fingers
Which are charged with youth
Although gnarled and knobbly
As the rest of his body.
His clothing is thread,
Down to being bare,
His piano has seen better days
But such a sweet melancholy
That touches the hearts
Of those who pass him by
Makes them stop,
Makes them listen for a while.
The sedate, tinkling notes
Are overriding in their gentle way
For a few moments the world pauses to listen
The sun comes out of the cloudy grey
A mother brings her child to the window
A debater holds back what he has to say
Silent crowds jam the street
outside the alleyway
Pilgrims stop by to hear the pianist play.
The notes fade into silence
Their song is a quiet sigh
The artists call
To tell the truth
Embedded in a private lie.
Angel, yep thats me :]
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- I'm interested in:
♥- Writing. X- Music. ♥- Shopping. X- Drawing.
♥- Video games. X- Hanging out. ♥- Photography.
X- Watching TV. ♥- Singing. X- Chocolate. ♥- Chatting.
Current Residence: Lost in the middle of nowhere.
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Pop, Alternative, Acoustic & Punk... KPop. JPop&Rock.
Favourite photographer: Philip Gröger... A good friend of mine here on DA :]
Favourite style of art: Unique.
MP3 player of choice: N86.
Shell of choice: What's that supposed to mean?! *_*
Skin of choice: What?! O_o
Favourite cartoon character: Alice in Wonderland + Snow White.
Personal Quote: Lol the world will lol with you.. xD