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Sunday, 27 July 2014

Twinsync- Faylyn

So there's this thing that my twin and I do,
Just thought I'd share it with you ;)

Click on the link below.
Enjoy!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNiNjC80CHg

Saturday, 26 July 2014

Okay

She hurt deep within, writhing in pain,
for a man she once knew was now entering her past.
Don't become a stranger she warned him, hoping he would never.
'Okay' he said, promising never in forever.

'Okay' was all they were, even when they were the present.
"Lets not worry about the future okay? We're fine now aren't we?"
"Yes, we're okay"

But 'Okay' was not to be settled for , this they learned much later.
The future gave 'okay' a more unsure meaning, okay was not enough, they wanted more.
"Where do we stand now?"
Sadly, all they got was... "Wherever we are, we're okay"

Maybe they should have been "great" or "amazing"
or maybe one of them should have just said it: "in love".
Cause that's what they were.
But 'okay' made it all seem okay.

And when okay saw its new avatar 'K',
That's when turning into strangers seemed absolutely okay.
But truth be told, okay was never enough. 'Okay' was inadequate.
And 'K' was an understatement to inadequacy.

Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Saving Grace

Sitting all alone.
Torture and turmoil layered my skin,
Bones were breaking within
Weak and weary, I had no strength to cry for help
A force swept around  me, calling out to me, "let go."
"I'm trying", I screamed, tears rolling down my cheeks, "I can't", I howled even louder.
"Let go, I'll catch you, you will not hurt", He said.
"No, I just can't, this cannot be the end," I continued,
"It isn't," He said, "this is just the beginning"

And for the first time since this conversation began,
I lifted my eyes to something more beautiful than anything anyone has ever seen.
Saving Grace.
He picked me up, wrapped me in a tight embrace, almost like a hug and twirled me around in the air.
He threw me up and held His hands open only to catch me before I fall.
"You're mine", He said. And a smile grew across my face like never before.
He held my hand and in an instant, a rush of breeze fixed up every broken part of me.
He touched my shoulders and wings appeared.
He said my name and I was happy.
Never again will I ever be alone.

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Match Maker

Match Maker, where have you been?
I've been trying to hunt you down ever since you set this all up.
I'm angry, I'm sad, I'm sure you made a mistake.
Your choice was wrong, admit it for my sake.

Match Maker, I thanked you and I payed your price
you said he was the best, and that I would be his only vice.
But it looks like you had something else up your sleeve,
When you brought us together and then took my leave.

Match Maker, how could you? How could you be so mean?
Taking a heart as pure as mine and giving it to a devil of man kind.
Match maker, don't even try to fix this, now that you have returned.
I've fixed myself up in time, my heart, again, never to burn.

I'll find my own match this time, no help from you, thank you!
For no match can be made by another for me, especially by one like you.
I'll find him on my own you see,
and I'll tell him about you and what you did to me.

So, Match Maker, you may go back to where you came from now,
I cant't stand the sight of you, somehow.
Get along and let me some space.
There's someone behind you, are you hiding him? Move! Let me see his face.

Friday, 4 July 2014

Behind the Veil

Behind the veil are eyes that hide whatever the veil cannot.
Behind that shadow are hope and dreams that did not grow to materialize.
Behind that veil is a woman.
Behind the veil is a human treated like a slave.
The veil stands in between the world and her beauty,
Never to be eyed or envied,
Safely kept for her own dignity.
Behind the veil is a soul wanting to feel free.
As she peers through the eye hole of her veil,
She wishes she could wear something different instead.
Like so many other her age, decorated in colors like blue yellow and red.
Behind the veil you cannot see her swelling eyes, as her books burned and her music was destroyed,
while her hands are placed in those of a man she will serve for the rest of her life.