Dark-Dawn-Equine13

I was raised to believe in you. I was created to be attracted to you. I've climbed over many burdens (even stumbling blocks) to reach you. I'm not falling for anyone. Love is the most high. That's why I rise. I want to stay up with you. Please don't push me down. Lift my spirit up. I've met the most loving and odd person on this planet, and I can't keep this person out of my heart.

"What is music?" A young boy asked me that today. I bent down to his level, so our faces met eye to eye, and, grinning, I responded. "Why do you care? Out of our world today, why is it you who cares?" He looked thoughtfully back at me with his eyes, too full of wisdom for his age, and he said, "Because I want to make good music someday." I liked his answer, so I told him I did. He smiled, seeming honestly pleased that I liked his opinion. He grabbed my hand as I stood up, pleading at me with his eyes, and when I looked into them, I knew he wanted to hear more. "I will show you the things that proper music make." I said to him. And as I

Don't blame yourself Your love for me was shrouded by the feeling of pain,sadness and most of all the wordsof satan as he licked his lips and grabed my soul bringing it into the abyss of sin and tearing my heart from my body only to see it was to tainted with spite to be worth the feast and gave me back the thing I truly hate most only for you to tie a bow around it to make me want it more but it will only dely it from breaking in my hands and bleeding once more