Nature Daughter's Lament- WoW Fan Poetry
A fragile thing, black as night, bounds through the woods a hardy adventurer, though so frail, so easily crushed... with a growl of triumph, and a pounce, changling earns her dinner.
Beginning again...
My mountain crumbling, i hold on to what i can as i begin fumbling to the fall, i give no fear, i wish the rest to what i hold near the distance is awe inspiring, time almost still, the ending i'm never desiring fragile is every part that made my mountain
Mask
Like, fav and whatever :p i wear a mask, upon my face to hide away my realself from those both close and far away i cannot show them myself i lock my feelings deep inside deep inside my soulself tie the string to hold the mask that hides my fragile
Canon
Far at great heights or deep depths it knows no boundaries the repetitive chimes and tolls resonate through my whole like an earthquake that shakes the world to the very core it does the same to my very heart and soul the tune so fragile
On the Road
I rather hold your stunning rose of mystery instead of watching my own fragile misery our bond is bound to forge my uncertainty i simply refuse...
I Do Not Fear A Season Without Hope
How fragile does determination grow, how crusted, corroded, and crystallized, when for a season soaks it in despair? the lightest touch sufficeth then to break.
Pages From a Dog’s Diary #2
She noticed me in that moment and spoke to me, but her voice was so tiny and fragile, i could not make out any words. when the door had closed behind her, i walked into the garden, but i soon stopped.
Ashen Echoes
The madness screamed and cried in the minds of the children, it prattled and it rattled, it danced in their fragile glass minds, in glass minds of the children of those whom called themselves humanity.
Reflecting...
I'm not immortal in thought, fragile glass makes up most of my choices delusion filled with intrusion guide even daydreams to wander among unknown voices i've been in a stagger lately since my footing fell short of worthwhile the limp goes well with my
Atando Cabos (Connecting the Dots) part 3 final
Hosbord not let his chance to escape and at the first attempt owned his fragile body and savor the sweet life. but this did not last for fucking.
Alone
Satisfied, the voice within him, that cold, cruel voice - turned its malevolence on him, clawing at his fragile hold on his self image, confidence and his ability to write...
DDD Day 11 Snow and Tulip's Double Team Ballbusting No Blood No Snuff
His balls were small and fragile enough at this size that they would pop like bubblewrap - and he had a feeling tulip was about to find out just how true that was.