[Angelic Fruitcake]'s diary

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Written about Tuesday 2006-07-11
Written: (4792 days ago)

Tragic lyrics for the day. All spelling mistakes are not my own *grins*. Beautiful song. 'nuff said.

Angel
Within Temptation

Sparkling angel I believe
You were my saviour in my time of need
Blinded by faith I couldn’t hear
All the whispers, the warnings so clear
I see the angels
I’ll lead them to your door
There’s no escape now
No mercy no more
No remorse cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart

You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wished they would turn into real
You broke the promise and made me realize
It was all just a lie

Sparkling angel, I couldn’t see
Your dark intentions, your feelings for me
Fallen angel, tell me why?
What is the reason, the thorn in your eye?
I see the angels
I’ll lead them to your door
There’s no escape now
No mercy no more
No remorse cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart

Could have been forever
Now we have reached the end

This world may have failed you
It doesn’t give you reason why
You could have chosen a different path

The smile when you tore me apart

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Written about Tuesday 2006-07-11
Written: (4793 days ago)

*laughs* Maths exam is....OVER! Happyhappyhappyhappyhappy *spins in a circle and then falls down*...and yet not happy. Yes, I am moodier than a female pre-teen.

Can we write about that which we've never experienced? I was considering it after reading Wuthering Heights and whilst I think that despite never living a life of dark passion, Emily captured it pretty accurately. But I am always told that this is not so.

What does one do, after reading endless books of enthralling adventure? You finish the last page and look around in despair to see boring walls - garden outside, everyday sounds in the background. An enemy horde bent on your annihilation fails to turn up. All you can do is reach for another book. Or become utterly insane. I choose both *smiles* Although, in all seriousness, the life that I'm living is in my head - school, ordinary life is just so...mundane after a good dose of King, Tolkien, Pratchett, Rice etc.

Excuse me. I have a Ring to destroy *grins*

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Written about Wednesday 2006-06-28
Written: (4805 days ago)

Waltz
-Philippa Evans

I have been called poisonous -
A debilitating toxin in your candyfloss life.
You see carnage in my passions,
Wildness in my blood-stained peace
Yet fail to see the powdered white wings of fragile moths
Fluttering softly in my Darkness.

No, I must learn from the pureness of your sterility.
You - a skeleton picked white by carrion birds
In the blinding desert heat -
one bleached hand stretched out -
Reaching for a mirage that you in your delirium
Mistake for an oasis.

Fighting you - embracing you - in our waltz;
The haunting symphony of wind racing through an empty tunnel,
A violin's plaintive cry in the screams of the Damned;
Praying that in our efforts, we will find harmony
In the discordant composition of our love.

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Written about Monday 2006-06-12
Written: (4821 days ago)

The Betrayal
-Philippa Evans

Betrayer. Your insensitivity a rusted nail
dragging across my heart - words thudding
in time to its erratic beat. I am limp
in your embrace - a puppet to be exploited
in this dance; your worthless Petrushka.

You applaud my values and snatch them away.
Caress one cheek - slapping the other
when I can't meet your eyes. Your reflection stares at me
through the constellation shards of my hopes.
Constantly reaching for you - my Crystal Madonna.

All that I ask is that you leave me to my blood.
Shred the soiled scraps of my existence
but please, please don't take away my pain -
It turns to dust in your hands.
Slipping, lost, forgotten...me.

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Written about Saturday 2006-06-10
Written: (4824 days ago)

What do you do when you want something SO BADLY and there is no reason that you shouldn't have it but you knew you'd feel guilty if you took it? Anyone? I just can't stop asking this question.

I know I've written this once already today and am even feeling slightly guilty for posting this a second time but...hey - this is my space! I can do it! *cue evil laughter* Mwahahaha!

I seem to have problems with guilt as of late. Why? I've done nothing wrong...

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Written about Saturday 2006-06-10
Written: (4824 days ago)

Eden
-Philippa

The moon sings in the ancient Garden wild;
A maiden dances - her gestures a poem.
Her body a song, her blue eyes a tome;
Her rosy lips smile, her soul undefiled.

The dead tree halts her; cries out with the breeze.
An angel tangled in the cage-like boughs
Singing his serpent-song; she spends long hours
Seduced and swaying to his shadow pleas.

"Please take this fruit - tokens of love from me..."
The peel like blood against her virgin skin -
The angel laughed to see her suffering,
Her beauty crumbling underneath the tree.

Her eyes are blank, her lips now speak of death;
The fruit was sweet but cost her her life's breath.

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Written about Saturday 2006-04-22
Written: (4873 days ago)

Yay, more entries by me. You can only read this if you pay me later. In smarties.

I found a cure to the no practice thing. Have a surprise lesson! Yay - nine hours of playing the piano has cured me. For now. If all else fails - lie! It's an art, not a sin.

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