::And So We Still Fight::
And so we still dreamt, on a sleepless night, though the clouds were dark and grey, the sun still shone bright. And with this isolate place, and the angels disgrace, I hear the words the heavens said, as they blessed my evil cursed head.
"goodnight mi angela, for it's all good and done, you fell from heaven, and landed upon wounded gun, and so with each shot I took, I had you here in my arms, strong and complete alas, I will not let you die, as you take each suffereing gasp."
And as the heaven fell from earths great presence, the sun never failing to let it's beams down, the Devil himself, sent his great pheasants. And to all for shall forthcome, Her duties here, shall not end, for she is not done.
"Good luck, mi caido angela, you've saved us all, from short to tall. Now set her free, and let her love, she has wings, strong like a eagle, but light as above."
And so with her last pleasant words, she told the devil she'd sell her soul, just so she could have, the man she loved, told her so. She looked at her amore, with her hazzy eyes, and said "Mi Amore, I love you, please, shan't be surprised" He smiled, and a placed the crown upon his head, if it wasn't for her, he shall be dead. The End

Yea. Tired days, unfortunate.

Long has been forgotten, like that of the souls of our warriors. They shall never forget me, I'm still winning the battle, I shall fight it till I die in peace.

Today was unproductive. Visions invade my mind. Aliens abducting my dreams, and replacing them with horrored screams. Damn I wish I could see them. How beautiful he is to me. People don't understand, assumptions have been made, and I really don't think they'll fade. Friends have been forgotten, and their hearts are god forbidden, and rotten. This is my update. This is my future, and my life.

This is Me. Deal with it. Wave a hand goodbye, sorry for making you cry. I'm over and done with it. This is the end.

::Nothing else Matters::
As I walked into a room, I saw the piano keys moving. I swear I've never seen that before. A song was playing, a song that was sad. I swear I've never heard it before. I listened to this song, and it told me my life. I swear I never knew of it before.

As I walked down the hall, I saw an open door. I swear, that door was never there before. A man was sitting there, a lonely man in a lonely chair. I swear, I never met him before. He spoke words to me, and it felt like all riddles. I swear, I never felt this way before.

As I left the room, I felt his cold hands. I swear I have never been so scared before. A light was shining in his eyes. I swear, they were dark before. He moved his lips, and he said I love you. I swear, he never said that before.

As I touched his face, I saught the pain inside of him. I swear I could never feel so much pain before. He kissed me on the lips, almost a feeling of flight. I swear, I have never been so high. He held me in arms, tightly wounded together. I swear, I was never okay before.

As he spoke to me, I learned so much more. I swear, I never knew so much before. He told me his name, the words gently rolled off his lips. I swear, he was no one I've ever met before. He touched my air, he had turned it into gold. I swear, I never had life before.

As We walkedd hand in hand, I told him of my plans. I swear, I didn't want anyone else before. He gently touched me, the way I've always wanted to be touched. I swear, I've never had anyone like you. He told him his name again, and the words "I love you"....I swear, I love you too.

As I leave this story, I think of a great man. He sat in sadness, until we met. I swear, I love him more than anything.

As I've said before, I love you Paden, forever more. I swear, it's you and only you I love.

::O, my star is fading::
I never have anything to write about, nothing. I've always spoken of lost love, hate and anger, or my stupid sadness and depression. But I'm not longer such a human being that is lost. Nor am I ever angry or hateful. I'm not lost, for I have been found. I no longer cry, for I am not sad. I no longer yell for I am never angry. I read this persons journal, god how I love her words, how she inspires me so. I have nothing. I have a love, that I have spoken of, but so much of I no longer know what to say. I've never known such a person as he. Never known such a person as myself. This woman, this girl, she speaks of human life, as if she's looking down on all of us. She knows exactly how we are. She used a comparison to snow, as to people. She too, like myself, wants to find that perfect some one, and she would devote her whole life to him, to her love. I never understand why I've lost my will to write, to speak, or to realize everything I have lost. I no longer sit and think the way I used to, but I ponder, and I dream. Dreaming is all I can do, but why dream anymore? I survive on my past, and I will survive on my future of my present love. Though, I always told myself I would be with the last person for life, I would love him forever, but I no longer make any promises. I no longer can. I want to know who's ever been so paranoid in their life, that could never hurt another human being, that they could never live without the love from a certain person? Such fools humans are, such idiotic fools. Nothing will stop me from my dreams. Nothing can, and no one will hurt me or break them like they have so many times tried before. I will be strong, and I will make it through the years, through the harsh months. I would be beaten with whips, rained on and get hypthermia, I would be burned, and shot at before I would ever hurt Mi Amore.....I love you, Paden. And only You.