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She speaks to me in seafoam. Born beautiful, she kissed my eyelids and gave me her love of everything. Her fingertips are callused from centuries of knotting heartstrings.
I love you as I love a dandelion bright thing If you are paper I will fold you and lock you in a drawer
she comes in winter lapses with her golden hair in waves she comes with wilting flowers singing on of summer raves he waits in summer months for his love to return
If i could get the single chance I’d have a word or two with Hades I would tell it to him clear and straight About my thoughts on how he made these
I bring about the darkness that you see as the end you go to bed and shield your eyes from pains you put me in I bring about the darkness the one that sends you off
Hades Ruler of the Underworld Supervisor of Hell Two brothers who rule the universe While he is stuck in his realm
Since blossoming from the florid queen of death herself,there has always been an exquisite beauty in aesthetic variance.The floral goth contrast, the inharmonious perennial dance with darkness
Persephone By: Cheyenne Green I was picking flowers in a vast field, Suddenly the earth gouged open and did not yield.
i. When you first fall in love with him, from the depths of hell he has risen, and there are things that he will say and do that you will never be able to understand. Don’t even try to baby girl, it’ll only break your heart.
Wasn't raised by the gods So I lowered myself Give me some credit because I raised myself well Give you some credit because you gave me hell I grew from the ashes I dont speak I yell
5 people from different worlds They teach us as their universe swirled The 1st guided by the strings of his guitar He fell for her from a far He turned his neck to see her fade
Inside the pound There were cute little hounds With floppy ears and soft fur There were cats who liked to purr In the back
In the spring, the newborn sunlight glistened through her partially bleached hair. Her eyes sparkled in the warm daylight, as they glazed over the fiction novel she rented from the library.
She’d caught his attention at a football game Somehow, from the back of the stands And he stared without shame. She liked him too And he was happy like he’d never been
Sweet Persephone, Skipping through the hallway with a flower crown atop her head, Her curls cascading down her back like a waterfall Naïve Persephone, Unaware of how many aim to make her their girlfriend
The television lights flicker, On and off… Or just simply on. PEW PEW PEW! The sounds of lightsabers clashing.
Sissy-fits pushed his rock around the hallways. He pushed his rock around his home Sissy-fits pushed and pushed and pushed his rock. His rock never felt at home. His rock always needed to be moved.
Walk, don't look behind. Wait, she's far behind. Hope, she'll follow behind. Stop, don't look behind. Walk, you hear her steps. Wait, don't see her steps. Hope, those are her steps.
Wandering the dim, Hades searches. Dancing through the light, Persephone considers.
Dark and dreadful The dynast of the dead Defended by the demonic dog, Cerberus Life only decays here. The descendant of Cronus and Rhea Divine brother of Zeus and Poseidon
She tells you that winter will fall the day you give a man your all. All of the late night texts and wondering who'll say "I love you" next... It means nothing to her until it means something to Him.
His eyes lit aflame On a face of frozen stone. His wintry mane hung wild, Blending with his splotchy beard. They said he had survived a snowstorm,
Click, Click The flash of the cameras light up their eyes The Death King, The Spring Queen The It Couple Black suit, black shadow, Flowers in her hair,
The Underworld- wait, Sorry, sometimes my brain is a little late My room is the epitome of Hades Ya know The Underworld? I understand
She holds flowers in her hands, and he wonders if one day she will wilt because of him, too.
Hark! they whispered, those dryads in the trees And all throughout the woodlands I felt disease. Plucking little white flowers, I twirled them between my fingers
Persephone He was so nice when we met, Until one day he would let me leave. I was given a pomegranate red and sweet, Six sweet seeds I did eat. Now I’m his half a year,
Hades is the name Bartending's the game Waiting for the sun to set So others will place another bet Cleaning another glass Watching the local football star pass
In New York, above the empire state tower Zeus lays in Olympus Brooding; bored as ever He looks down on the city An idea forms in his mind Rain clouds with intensity pour down on mankind
Hades, You were never a saint. And yet still I remember your tears streaming down my face. Abducted, in this deceptively, beautiful place. But darling you were no saint. Voices echoed dripping with disdain, as my family felt the gravity of my pain
My naem is Hades, this is my refrain, you shouldst know me by it, in this future, but this plaes, with these paopel, is not the saem ,
May my words reach their intended end, My dearest mother. I am so far away,
Dear Aidoneus, Goddess of death! Za, God of men! Why must you sit on your ligneous chairs drenched in ichor?
John 14:14 here;Got no reason to fear;Because if my God is near;Then we always have a reason to cheer.Mr. Smiff irritatin’, his spirit fadedHis lyrics jaded, his fear is makeshift,
A Thought, indefinite and young, rolled among meadow grass and spring flowers, flashing with light. A Thought, pooling and unwavering, grew in lazy night and cold passion,
A monument to all your sins, Perched upon the zenith of all your darkest fears, Scorned with the duties by an omnipotent sibling. Fiercely possessive and consumed by a black rage A toll waits at the river Styx
Six months. Six months till freedom. Monotonous days, early hours, hard work, lectures and tests gllore.