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Today again will pass us by
You only behold the sky
To catch a break, to touch that special flower
To ignore that hiding hand of hour
Though destiny's whisper is so unclear
There is nothing here to fear
Another year, another day
Another remnant of your soul, the price you pay
For living, for dying, this cycle so dull
For what purpose, a spirit so full?
We may lie to ourselves to get through daylight's task
To maintain a peace we might choose and wear a beautiful mask
One day you will not have to indulge in lies
Is when together to freedom our soul flies
Please don't let go of my hand
And I promise to help you understand
Although my efforts cannot save you alone
I refuse to leave you out there on your own
You only behold the sky
To catch a break, to touch that special flower
To ignore that hiding hand of hour
Though destiny's whisper is so unclear
There is nothing here to fear
Another year, another day
Another remnant of your soul, the price you pay
For living, for dying, this cycle so dull
For what purpose, a spirit so full?
We may lie to ourselves to get through daylight's task
To maintain a peace we might choose and wear a beautiful mask
One day you will not have to indulge in lies
Is when together to freedom our soul flies
Please don't let go of my hand
And I promise to help you understand
Although my efforts cannot save you alone
I refuse to leave you out there on your own
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I Feel
At times like this,
I feel so alone,
I know you're here,
I know you love me.
Yet still I feel withdrawn,
cloaked within myself,
hiding.
I long to be...
wanted,
desired,
liked,
loved.
It is like a drug,
I cannot quit.
Maybe it's the depression,
but when I'm like this,
there are two drugs I crave,
love and solitude.
Torn between being alone,
so you won't see the pain,
and being loved enough
to erase the pain.
Each day it grows,
worse and worse,
needing more and more,
until I drain you dry,
with nothing
left to give.
Waiting for you...
to touch me,
to want me,
to hold me,
to love me.
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Apophus Nigh - FOTJ
Basic Information
Name: Apophus Nigh
Nickname/Alias: Wreckage Rat, Road Rash, The Echani Crow.
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Echani
Current Age: 27
Profession: Sith Apprentice
Physical Information
Height: 6'3
Weight: 200 pounds
Appearance Apophus is tall and lean, his skin is chalk white, and he has long white hair, which he usually wears in a braid. His eyes are pale blue, his irises almost seem to blend in with the whites of his eyes. His once handsome face is now severely scarred on lower left side, the scar exposes his teeth. His back is also very badly scared, burn marks and three long vertical scars. Apophus arms and chest are al
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Such beautiful and warm words Jessica, lovely, lovely poem and gift!! Can't believe I didn't have you on my watch OMG, I'm sooo unorganized,,and dizzy plz forgive me!! I will discover your amazing gallery bit by bit!! Big hugs