Sta.sh
Snow heavily laden on the ground like a blanket of light
Blinding the hatred and evils of the night
Where fairies and elves roam the woods sprinkling dew
Reminders of the beauty only recognized by few
But here Lónannűniel sits alone in her space
Where that paradise of light seems to be misplaced
Deep trenches of lost hope gouge through the land
Darkness surrounds, drowning light in quicksand
The rustle of Angel’s wings blend with the pain
Of memories swelled up and brought to full reign
But a vision of renewal is brought with this sound
Reaching in and restoring before she is drowned
It is Erurainon, Angel of justice and peace
Bound by his kindness that never will cease
He wraps her in the light she had strayed from long ago
Returning her to that paradise of lost light and snow
So bright is this land that she is brought to her knees
But love comes flowing on the air and a breeze
She raises her head and sees him as he was truly meant to be
This Angel who had saved her and set her feelings free
“Hannon le” she whispers as tears stream from her eyes
And Erurainon returns to his kingdom in the skies.
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Insulted 
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The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. tell them to remember hope. we have hope.
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Andrew Hussey
"For a sorcerer, reality, or the world we all know, is only a description that has been pounded into you from the moment you were born."
-Carlos Castaneda
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Andrew Hussey
"For a sorcerer, reality, or the world we all know, is only a description that has been pounded into you from the moment you were born."
-Carlos Castaneda
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"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature."
I just realized that I haven't commented on people's walls in a while
I just have one question:
Why is this called "nirvana"?
also
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"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature."
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The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. tell them to remember hope. we have hope.
And that is totally how I would react if someone petted my head. lol.
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Boys, you must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. Thoreau said, "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Don't be resigned to that. Break out!
-Erin
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"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature."