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It Was The Dark But Light
That Defined The Tree
Christmas Is Never
What It Used To Be
The House Was Lit
Without Any Light
Opening The Window
To Smell The Night
We Knew It Wouldn't
Last That Long
But Still Paid A Penny
To Hear A Song
Time To Sleep
More Like A Rest
We Wouldn't Sleep
We'd Only Rest
Waking Up
On Christmas Day
Feels Like A Ride
On Santa’s Sleigh
In The Morning
It Would Hit Us Hard
Open The Presents
And Forget The Card
All Presents Found
From Santa’s Sack
Then Under The Tree
There’s One At The Back
Christmas day
Was Dark But light
Unhappy Times
Were Never A Sight
Now It’s Only
Dark But Dark
You Cant Light The Flame
If You've Lost The Spark
That Defined The Tree
Christmas Is Never
What It Used To Be
The House Was Lit
Without Any Light
Opening The Window
To Smell The Night
We Knew It Wouldn't
Last That Long
But Still Paid A Penny
To Hear A Song
Time To Sleep
More Like A Rest
We Wouldn't Sleep
We'd Only Rest
Waking Up
On Christmas Day
Feels Like A Ride
On Santa’s Sleigh
In The Morning
It Would Hit Us Hard
Open The Presents
And Forget The Card
All Presents Found
From Santa’s Sack
Then Under The Tree
There’s One At The Back
Christmas day
Was Dark But light
Unhappy Times
Were Never A Sight
Now It’s Only
Dark But Dark
You Cant Light The Flame
If You've Lost The Spark
Literature
To:Bell From:Mandark
Oh, but fake halos are so easy to break
and pointless lives are so easy to take
porcelain dolls I am longing to smash
bend their wings and down they will crash
take a picture it 'll last longer than I will
a silhouette on my windowsill
death and destruction are the things that I'm made for
power and loss are what I'll be slayed for
angel, devil tell me which
the world watches as I switch
I watch you from too far away
lost in what I want to say
I live my life on the edge of a rose
halfway broken from my head to my toes
you make me whole and loving at night
but daytime only brings a fight
a man of science, stung by the past
I h
Literature
Scars
I didn't do it to hurt you
Or to make you mad at me
I didn't do it to show you
The emotional side of me
I did it only to remind me
Of things that shouldn't be
Of pain I've had
Of love I've lost
And what someday
Will be
The scars I hide
For none to see
Are worse than these my dear
And in my heart
The scars I hide
Are the only thing I fear
Literature
losing a friend
losing a friend
when i sit back and look at everyone,
i notice you sitting there
with all your new found friends.
always ignoring me, blowing me off, pretending
as if i'm not even there.
you've changed, to become
so much like them
you are now something
you once could not stand
i remember when you'd say
"i'll never be like that."
you didn't care what they thought,
we'd sit and make fun of people
who'd sit and make fun of us.
big pants, spiky hair, pez dispensers
all little things that made our
friendship work
now you're the one
who says the things
that make me want to hate you.
my clothes, hair, personality
all subjects o
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all about how xmas was better when we were kids instead of the CRAP today........although its okay these days but u know...its lost its woooooooo!!!!!!.....
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My friends and I all said twas better back then...alas.