I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope bạn enjoy.
Read to the rhythym bạn would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat bởi his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the tiếp theo time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope bạn enjoy.
Read to the rhythym bạn would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat bởi his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the tiếp theo time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
bạn hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
bạn twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
bạn think bạn can hurt me,
Just because bạn gave me money,
bạn think bạn can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made bạn fell.
I wish bạn have never được trao birth to me,
I wish I can expose what bạn are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate bạn to the heart's core,
I want bạn to hear my vengeful call.
I respect bạn because I must,
Yet bạn blame me for not giving bạn my trust.
How can I love, hoặc trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to bạn bởi blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever bạn will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
bạn twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
bạn think bạn can hurt me,
Just because bạn gave me money,
bạn think bạn can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made bạn fell.
I wish bạn have never được trao birth to me,
I wish I can expose what bạn are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate bạn to the heart's core,
I want bạn to hear my vengeful call.
I respect bạn because I must,
Yet bạn blame me for not giving bạn my trust.
How can I love, hoặc trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to bạn bởi blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever bạn will grieve