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You heal my broken wings, your kisses sweet and tender words from lips so sweet. Healing my wounds, giving strength to my broken heart and filling my soul with light.



Picking me up in your arms you remind me how to fly, old fears crushed under the power of your love, sweeping you into my arms and soaring through my dreams, we are free all the hurt and pain forgotten my heart warm and free.



We soar through my dreams, the sun warming our bodies and holding back the chilled air. With you in my arms and my wings healed I fear nothing, never let these dreams die, if I am asleep never wake me unless it is your gentle caress and sweep lips that raise me from this slumber.



Your love is the key to the chains that have bound me here, the chains a weary weight i have carried for many dark nights. Shivering alone in the darkness the cold steel against my skin, i have felt so alone. your love filled my heart, your gentle kiss gave me the strength to cast these chains asunder, come with me and we shall soar over the world. There are no barrier for us, we shall dip into heaven and hear the angel song, feel the warmth and blinding light fill our spirits, and weep tears of joy for the sweet song, beating back the fears from heart and mind, your love is the key to unlock my broken heart and remind me of unconditional love.



"I love you" those words give me new found strength and gliding over the world, your body pressed close to mine. I feel free and happy, the darkness forgotten.

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dazzlingsoul
02:15 Jan 18 2008

very neat

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The light penetrates the darkest corners of my being, so blinding i want to sheild my eyes to stop it escaping then it hits me the light isnt here to escape its here to help me escape the darkness howls as it disintegrates in the light.



"No more will you be my keeper" i scream in my mind and watch the darkness evaporate. The light settles bringing with it a peace and calmness i have not felt before, it feels euphoric i empty the bottle of all my pain and fear and fill it with light. I never want to let go!



Why changed i ask? looking around at everything as if seeing for the first time. I changed i realised that death was not the answer life is, it may be hard and scary but what an adventure it is.



The people i meet on this journey and my spirit is lifted and the deamons of old are gone.



I once thought suicide was the hardest thing i ever tried but years down the line it hits me suicide is nothing compared to the challenge of surviving life. the things i've accomplished the pride i feel blows these dark thoughts away.



Tommorow is a new day and what a day its gonna be. What changed? i did my perspective and outlook readjusted i changed and a change for the better it has been.

Weather is changing and the days get longer the sun shines so warm

The warmth penetrates my skin and find its way to my weary spirit, gently collecting it and giving me new strength and lifting me up.



The darkness is pushed back from my heart pushed away by my strengthened sprit, resolve solidifies time for a spring clean of my own, old fears are collected and bottled away where they belong.



My self imposed loneliness begins to grate, "i'm so tired of being alone supressed by all my childish fears" My Imortal Evanescence think its maybe time to try again maybe this time I will hide the darkness then again why should i? I am who I am and honesty is the key to my heart. So no I wont hide anything I will never change who I am.



Spring-clean my mind clean away the pain, beat back the darkness like the days outside inside I feel warmer, fears grip on my heart is loosened, and maybe I will be able to extinguish it forever.

I keep all my pain, anger and hurt in a bottle

Kept there is glows like the finest rubies held to the light everything takes on reddish hue, but as its very seldom held to the light I have never seen this hue cover everything

The bottle is of a thin glass and due to its age sometimes cracks appear, the liquid pain seeks these cracks and pours out until it can be tapped again, it pours from that bottle and taints my dreams poisoning my hopes with irrational fear



Kept under lock and key like some expensive vintage, its protected by the fires of my hopes and dreams, burning bright deep inside so they mask the pain, locked there for eternity



Occasionally the fires dim and the reddish hue of the pain and suffering can be made out through the dying fires. I fear the day they finally are extinguished for the heat keeps the bottle strong



For the moment it is safe the fires rekindled with renewed and new friendships but still the fear lurks

Darkness always whispering sweet callings to me, somewhere in that fire a battle cry is sounded “Stand sure my watcher” these words the fires flare and burn hotter “Darkness cannot have me” and again the old battle lines are drawn a war of attrition begins again.