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Invisible

I am the one the word has forgotten. I am the one that walks around and never seen. I am the breeze behind you. I am the one who is never wanted or needed. I am the one that is only seen when you most need me. I am but a shadow no one see's me neither fades nor cares on where I go. I seek for the way out but am lost. He is never far from me lurking in the dark corners of my world saying things I do not wish to hear. Trying to force his way out into the open scratching and clawing at the walls that keep him in. Sadly the walls are starting to crumble and don't know how much longer they will hold starting to give up on fixing the wall. Soon he will be free and there is nothing I can do anymore or want to no one would even notice the change or even me being there to stop him. So I might as well let the walls fall and walk away and let everyone else deal with the problems that shall proceed. For it seems that no one cares on what I do or who I am. I will stay for a bit longer but don't know how long it will last just getting so tired and no one notices because I am...invisible
[11/24/12 7:29:53 PM] Damien Carlton: I am the one the word has forgotten. I am the one that walks around and never seen. I am the breeze behind you. I am the one who is never wanted or needed. I am the one that is only seen when u most need me. I am but a shadow no one see's me neither fade nor cares on where I go. I seek for the way out but am lost. He is never far from me lurking in the dark corners of my world saying things I do not wish to hear. Trying to force his way out into the open scratching and clawing at the walls that keep him in. Sadly the walls are starting to crumble and don't know how much longer they will hold starting to give up on fixing the wall. Soon he will be free and there is nothing I can do anymore or want to no one would even notice the change or even me being there to stop him. So I might as well let the walls fall and walk away and let everyone else deal with the problems that shall proceed. For it seems that no one cares on what I do or who I am. I will stay for a bit longer but don't know how long it will last just getting so tired and no one notices because I am...invisible

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Dreamspell

  Waking from an everlasting dream 
Immersed in twilight falling through the looking glass to me this seems a dream. 
Yet to dream seems to be akin to loves eternal spell.
Rivers of milk and honey run freely through the gardens in which we frolic and play, this magnificent scene seems to real to be a dream so my love is it a spell or a dream.
Each night we fall into this everlasting dream spell. 
eternal love eternal peace a promise made true by the goddess Aphrodite herself...