

Free to giveI stared through those memories.Free to give
The regret I’d felt afterwards. Wanting to turn back, Wishing I’d never said a thing.
It all exploded when I said those words. When I’d yelled and screamed, Smashing my fists to the floor.
I wanted things to be different, After my mind was clear.
The Salvation I’d wished and prayed for wasn’t granted, As I stared through these glossy eyes.
Then, wiping them away, I noticed something knew.
The pain that I’d been feeling, Was probably the same as you.
It clouded my anger, Driving the pa


I'll be waitingI tried to think of something else,I'll be waiting
Tried to turn away. But my eyes kept wandering back through those memories, The ones of that chat that day.
The one that brought my heart to a stop,
The one that slapped me in the face. The one that made my eyes get glossy, The one that made me turn away.
My heart was hurting very much, I felt like I could vomit.
The pain I’d conjured up, Began to tear me apart.
I cried such bitter tears. Ones with pain and agony.
Thinking that I would do anything to tell her so.
To tell her that I was


A lost heartA lost heartA lost heart
My heart is pounding in my chest,
I fly away to another land.
I'm tired and confused.
Angry and frustrated.
With every touch,
I go crimson.
With every smile,
I'm torn apart.
I can't take the pain,
It's all too much.
For you, the one I love,
Belong to her, and no one else.
I hope and pray daily,
For your eyes to notice me.
But you don't.
You told me you'd give me an answer,
To my pittiful pleas.


Some Random Yaoi Ch.1 "OLD"*REVISION TO COME!!*Some Random Yaoi Ch.1 "OLD"
“Please tell me you’re not doing that again!”
The black haired lad strolls in and rolls his violet eyes at the other boy with flaxen blonde hair and luminous emerald eyes.
“I have no idea of what you’re talking about, Sora”
The young man smirked and whipped his flaxen hair. The black haired lad, Sora strides over to the flaxen haired boy who is sitting at his writing table with papers and drawings resting on it. Sora picks up the drawings.
“Hum…if u aren’t doing what I think you’re doing then what is this?”
He shows the other boy the paper with obscene and dreadfully
Dark scratch
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