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Sunday, August 15th, 2010.Remember the event that happened exactly three months ago, today?

Where my very own strong, and guiding light had decided it was his time, and his time couldn't wait no more. The angels were waiting outside for him, taking him in their invisible, comfortable arms, flying him up in the misty air. Sending him to a place where they promised, it'd be even better for him, for it was what he deserved, no pain or evil sides that would be disturbing him in every of his beauty, peaceful sleep. He would be shining in the skies at night, and smiles when the sun came out of it's hiding place. He'd be there watching me in every step I was about to take,

Revolve...
There have to be times... When your heart is dealing with your mind. Where you are not sure which to believe and what to trust. When your emotions are having issue with your mixed feelings. And everything suddenly makes you confuse. Sleeping with your heart racing at night, waking up with your mind exploding in the morning

For there must be times... When someone will take our hand and lead us to the world of heaven. Where real love is everywhere. And fantasy of a lifetime turned into a real-life fairy tale. When the hatred that caused you to suffer has faded away. Leaving behind scars with no marks. And when everything seems so beautiful,

Freed her.Her face was pale, as white as the hospital's untainted bedsheets. Quivering body, shivering cold as hard as if she was at the snowy, freezing city of Alaska. Eyes unable to open up wide anymore as her weak hands spread out into the thin, chilled air, reaching for something so close, yet still so far.

Her small, dry mouth was agape as if to tell unspeakable words. Somewhere in the distance, heard her painful moaning that would alter any heart's feeling. The other beautiful irises couldn't stand to glance at her no more. Sentences like 'freed her' and 'let her go' was sent out above as sincere prayers.

Escape her from the strong, evil graspe

Drizzles in the morn...
As the mirrored-window got revealed on that day,
Cold dawn hadn't been setting behind the clouds.
Seeking all places to where it had gone and vanish,
The person who had accompany me once during those days.
Praying for the light to shine these shadowing, mystery fogs,
Hoping that it'd brighten my narrow lanes of journey-way.
Thinking that my day would be yellow sun-burnt today,
Black and dark it had turned as the clouds covered above there.
Too early in the misty morn did this drizzles pour itself down,
Sending wistful heartbreak to the melancholy, falling soul.
As if understanding these did the drizzle fell on the dry earth,
You

Back up to life.You found me when I was as fragile as an old, cracking glass, marooned silenced on the empty street, abandoned like an invisible dust. The sun didn't seem to be able to illuminate anymore sunshine for the crying, broken heart.

You found me when I stumbled down the folded grasses, crashed quietly into the full bushes, hidden perfectly as I was coated with red, dried blood showing no mercy towards my painful suffering. It was true, the sun no longer seemed to be able to illuminate anymore bright light to the darkening, blackness of the lonely heart.

The wound was too long to be there, pasted permanently into my heart, like an invisible scar u

Destined light...She points her thin forefinger to where the sunshine comes from.

Seen that ray of light. The blinding, burning and basking glow of light, yet still so magically beyond beautiful. The light that actually shines on her, on the person that walks everywhere, and the person she loves as well as the person she never even meets. Showers the Earth with glitters and glory. Doesn't matter if the season is the bright summer and mighty thunder, the oranges fall of leafs and drizzles in the night, the hailing of snow and the flakes of diamonds, also the colorful beads and sparkling fireflies. She squinted her eyes up above and saw the sparrow that just f

When word isn't enough...In the future, today's going to make a history.

For years and years, my generous father taught me that the word love isn't only about sweet, tempting romance between two loyal souls with two beating hearts that's about to merge into one and created a beautiful love story. He told me that there is more to it than that. Love is about a person who sets himself ready to travels with determined changes in his heart to seek for his real happiness. Because love is happiness. Love is how you will find your true feelings, the real you inside of the body that's covering your inner spirit. Love is when a person is ready to face big changes with open he

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Sail away...

by ~xinsomniakydx, May 6, 2011, 8:12:05 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories

_{If I can have one wish right at this moment;

I'd wish for someone to take me to sail away, on a ship with a red flag waving freely on the top, from one side of the world to the other end so that I can have my eyes painted with those precious nature of blues, greens and yellows. I want to feel the deep, deep oceans, the strong breeze on my face, letting the huge heavens above swallow me up and drink in that moment. I'd sit on the very end of the ship with the waves all around, a notebook on my lap and a pen in my hand. Imagine the song of the sea and the whispers of the wind, they rushes to follow the ride of my ship. Dream about the coastline that I'll be able to see, beautiful landscape from a different angle, like those stories of fairytale. The chirping birds, swimming fishes and treasures under the water. Waking up before the sun rise and see the glory, sitting on the deck as the sun set and get mesmerized with those red-oranges glow. The clock that seems to stop as the journey continues, keeping the troubles away and pausing these perfect momentum.

- I'd sail, sail, and sail away for as long as I can.
-- Just breathing in the never-ending sense of freedom.
--- Forget about everyday and just concentrate on the day.
---- Let the wind wash away all the pain of yesterday and tell the world that my ship still sways.

Mia - 5th May 2011 -}

Sail away...by ~xinsomniakydx

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Sometimes I forgot how fun this can be when you write something that meant something else...

~BellaNellaMorte May 14, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

I know this feeling, well written Mia

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~daddysir May 14, 2011 Student General Artist

After reading your comments, I don't know how you meant it but I do know what it means to me. To capture the moment of the undiscovered country. To live in that moment, revel in that moment. We have pains. We all pains and places where we wished would've zigged instead of zagged but sometimes instead of life's burden's and a rat race toward the end of a cliff...

Every once in a great while...

We get to feel free.

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~Ebrethil May 14, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

It sounds really romantic!

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=DragonsChest May 6, 2011 Professional Writer

I like this a lot...

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~SolusFallenwolf May 6, 2011

where's the mention of pirates

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~Tanashai May 6, 2011 Professional Writer

you forgot the cutlass and eyepatch Mia, lol!

Let's go! Let's set sail!

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