Chunks of color
chunks of care
chunks of hope and of despair.
Make with those four what you can.
Chunks of life
of light
of warmth
of love.
With all of these we became one.
Chunks of courage
of trust
of wisdom
of belief.
We made our world, a distant land.
Where we are rulers and nothing slips past
our outstretched hands.
Everything is beautifully broken.
Words, hearts, dreams.
Everyone has a purpose, even the unjust.
Life is a series of puzzles, sometimes the pieces are missing and you have to search.
My search is over, I have found my missing piece, the one piece to complete the picture that I've been working on for years.
It took pain, loss, tears, courage, and hope to find but it turned up in an unlikely place.
Out of fear, in my own hell, I found the piece that made the whole.
The love that I have found was worth the risk, the jump was worth the fall,
the fall was worth the scars, because in the end a beautifully broken heart became a shining star
Self destruction is the key.
I'm my own worst enemy
tearing at my skin
ripping at my hair
screaming for the world to hear.
No one listens.
The cut has to be precise
or the feeling has no meaning
the release not as sweet.
The knife seperates my world
from yours.
I know when to stop
yet you think that I
can't control myself.
I know how it feels to
hate myself everyday.
24 hours 7 days a week
like an abuse victim
hiding from the world.
I am my own abuser no one
holds the key to my pain
I know how to make it hurt
and make it go away.
My life is not yours
to judge.
I hurt myself because no one
can help me.
No one under
She cried in the hallway as she left for the day
her work twisted and thrown in her face
nothing could prepare her for what she was about to meet
the way the earth felt when it scraped her knees
as he hit her in the stomach with his fists
nothing would ever prepare her for this
He lifted her up and hit her again
over and over he hit and hit
until he got what he wanted
that line of promise
"I'll never do it again I swear."
Lie upon lie looked her square in the face
as she lay in all of her mistakes
this was the one she'd regret the most
she could have stood up to the man who
never loved her, never cared, never wanted to be
anyt
Hope fails
the only way
it will work is if we ever
leave this world alive
nothing can survive
forever.
Not your love
or lies
or time
or wishes
or wants.
Torches burn
your dreams on
the way out the door
of life.
Torches will consume you
as you reach for the things
we leave behind
Chunks of color
chunks of care
chunks of hope and of despair.
Make with those four what you can.
Chunks of life
of light
of warmth
of love.
With all of these we became one.
Chunks of courage
of trust
of wisdom
of belief.
We made our world, a distant land.
Where we are rulers and nothing slips past
our outstretched hands.
Everything is beautifully broken.
Words, hearts, dreams.
Everyone has a purpose, even the unjust.
Life is a series of puzzles, sometimes the pieces are missing and you have to search.
My search is over, I have found my missing piece, the one piece to complete the picture that I've been working on for years.
It took pain, loss, tears, courage, and hope to find but it turned up in an unlikely place.
Out of fear, in my own hell, I found the piece that made the whole.
The love that I have found was worth the risk, the jump was worth the fall,
the fall was worth the scars, because in the end a beautifully broken heart became a shining star
Self destruction is the key.
I'm my own worst enemy
tearing at my skin
ripping at my hair
screaming for the world to hear.
No one listens.
The cut has to be precise
or the feeling has no meaning
the release not as sweet.
The knife seperates my world
from yours.
I know when to stop
yet you think that I
can't control myself.
I know how it feels to
hate myself everyday.
24 hours 7 days a week
like an abuse victim
hiding from the world.
I am my own abuser no one
holds the key to my pain
I know how to make it hurt
and make it go away.
My life is not yours
to judge.
I hurt myself because no one
can help me.
No one under
She cried in the hallway as she left for the day
her work twisted and thrown in her face
nothing could prepare her for what she was about to meet
the way the earth felt when it scraped her knees
as he hit her in the stomach with his fists
nothing would ever prepare her for this
He lifted her up and hit her again
over and over he hit and hit
until he got what he wanted
that line of promise
"I'll never do it again I swear."
Lie upon lie looked her square in the face
as she lay in all of her mistakes
this was the one she'd regret the most
she could have stood up to the man who
never loved her, never cared, never wanted to be
anyt
Hope fails
the only way
it will work is if we ever
leave this world alive
nothing can survive
forever.
Not your love
or lies
or time
or wishes
or wants.
Torches burn
your dreams on
the way out the door
of life.
Torches will consume you
as you reach for the things
we leave behind
I can remember the times before you left, the skipping school taco bell ride around and hope we don't get caught days. The let's play pool or haunt main, get me fired from my shitty job because being friends with you is more important than the pocket change days. The days I yelled at my boyfriend on the phone in the school parking lot smoking a cigarette and you defended me to the ends of the earth. Getting high in the old house thinking these were the days and life couldn't get any better. The midnight trips and the call to the cops because my mom was being weird. I was so caught up in the good times I forgot to slow down and take it all in.
The miles between us seem so long
another lonely road to walk along.
Alone again thinking this time it's the end
Nothing could prepare me for
the call I got when I was sitting on the beach
tears falling down, reminding me of why
you left, what you said, what I did.
I never expected you to apologize, or show up.
I don't even know how you found me but
The way I felt when the tears were falling is nothing compared
to how the rain felt when the downpour started
the way I melted into your arms.
Stumbled up and down the coast, trying to find a way to keep
you close, closer, forever.
You stayed and I smiled
you promised a restart
A
Shimmering shadows on an ultrasound screen
You are the light we all need,
The true reason we can be happy again.
As one, not two, we will always love you.
Welcome to life, darling daughter.
You are our dreams come true,
with love we welcome you into our hearts.
You are truly our fresh start.
Chase down the nights
when all you did was live.
Nothing lasts forever,
just ask the last flower of the season.
Touching the hand of god
just might be fiction.
Writing your soul
isn't a work of art,
it's a struggle.
Judged by everyone
yet the person who cares the most
will never read your words.
They already know what's in your heart.
You can run away from the words,
but they catch up to you in the end.
So spill your heart because no one will do it for you.
A lesson learned in time, no secrets left unearthed.
You inspire the words of others, never losing touch.
I've been walking for days
in the dead of night
waiting for your lies
to settle in my skull
Why won't you disappear?
I've lived my life in your shadow
you brilliant perfect thing
I left my life behind
to watch yours grow
I can't replace your screams
with my own
no matter how hard I try
Why I can't I kill the part of you that's left inside me?
Evolving thoughts race.
Provoked by your faith
in the life you stole from me.
Your dreams are cold
you lifeless fiend
To Jack McCoy
Your eyebrows could be compared
To the rainforests of Brazil
Perhaps your face correlated
To the wrinkly, yet lovable mug of a pug
And your voice related
To sandpaper on metal
Every case
May not lend itself
Victoriously to a Guilty verdict
But in the records of time
It will be your attempt
Even if only feeble
That is left behind
And even so,
Youre still the prosecutor-
Ancient as the Redwoods of California-
Who battles crime and injustice
Until his extensive talent
Extends no more
And who will, no matter what
Always be
My prosecutor
You play the victim in all that you do/
And it's because of your immaturity that I'm through with you/
I have moved on and likewise you should do the same/
Because I will never give you the satisfaction of my last name/
You claimed that all you ever wanted was to be my wife/
But you chose him that night you tore apart my life/
So don't play these petty games when you are the one to blame/
For the destruction and fire that continues to maim/
We both crashed in this fiery mess/
I'm sorry that I tried to move forward and you got caught in the stress/
But I can't put my life on hold until you are ready to live again/
And because of you
You claim to disown me
And not want to know me
But I was your past
And you can't hide forever
I'm sorry that he gave you
Something I apparently never did
But at least in the end
I wasn't the one boasting
Of newfound love or hope
Even though this is what I found
All in a girl with a smile
That broke through my frown
And it's not who you'd expect
Even though yours is painted in bold
And at least our last time together
Meant something for me
And I feel like you stole
From the very depths of my soul
That night you slept with me
With him on your mind
And it's an unforgivable sin
One I can not overlook
So I too can
Did you knock knock on my door
wth your phone still in your hands?
Did the car break down an hour ago?
Where the windows have no light
and the eagles lay to rest.
Where the arms are, I got the prize.
I bow my head and say my prayers.
May God bless what I do.
Any one of us could be next.
Because my time is never wasted,
my heart can never smash,
I am strong and I am alive.
Don't you give it all to me.
I'm cold blooded
and not running.
I'm all rock and ancient ice.
Don't mind it.
I'm behind you.
I won't wrap around a finger
unless I'm taking you down.
I don't need no more impressing.
Some days I wake up avid
enough to take
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WHAT IN THE HOLY HELL IS WRONG WITH HOLLYWOOD??
Who the fuck decided that it would be a good idea to remake Drop Dead Fred? First off, I love Drop Dead Fred. I was a kid when this movie came out, 2 years old if you wanna get technical. This was my absolute favorite movie as a child, they played it on tv endlessly in the 90's in the good old USA so I got a chance to watch it as a child and vividly remember blaming
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