To live forever, many would give it all.
Give it for an everlasting life, to live for eternity.
But listen to me, and listen to me well,
The years will pass and pass and pass,
Till brightness itself drains from your eyes.
I know this to be true, for it is my burden.
To live for ages on ages, far from death's door.
Maybe at first it's nice, but it's a curse in disguise.
For as each friend and brother and lover passes me by,
The pieces of my broken heart shatter even more.
So be wary what you wish for,
And do not make my mistake.
For now I am marked, cursed for eternity.
As all I held dear decayed and passed.
And soon nothing of value will re
Flowers and Snowfall (FrUkUs) by ComposedInWinter, literature
Literature
Flowers and Snowfall (FrUkUs)
It was a beautiful winter morning. The air was crisp and cold, but not freezing. Golden rays of sunlight danced from the crystal blue sky, warming up the world, even if only by a few degrees. Snow glittered as it blanketed the ground in a sheet of pure white. A trail of footsteps led inside the gate, from the outside world where there were cars and people in the roads and on the sidewalks, into a serene world where all was silent. The noise of early morning rush hour seemed to fade away into mere humming. If one followed the footsteps, they would see that they belonged to a man with long, wavy golden hair and startling sky blue ey
Falling, Falling Snow by ComposedInWinter, literature
Literature
Falling, Falling Snow
Falling, falling snow
Like memories of long ago
The times were simple
The days were bright
And happiness filled
The world with light.
Spring was happy
And the summer glowed
Fall danced slower
Then the winter simply froze
Now the world is dark and dreary
And my soul is now quite weary
Once, I had hope for the spring
When again, the birds will sing.
But it's been too long,
Their song is gone.
And all that remains
Is the falling, falling snow.
People often wonder about me. What I look like, when I’ll come visit, who sends me. Am I soft and sweet, like a well earned rest after a long day’s work? Or am I cold and dark, only bringing pain and suffering? Probably, most of all, they wonder, what am I? The answer to their questions? It will come sooner or later. After all, I like to say that I am one of the most polite out there. I never miss a visit. All I shall say is this- If you have the option, it is best that you avoid me as best as you can. Just because I don’t miss any visits does not mean that I like having to visit everybody immediately. Do try your best to av
To live forever, many would give it all.
Give it for an everlasting life, to live for eternity.
But listen to me, and listen to me well,
The years will pass and pass and pass,
Till brightness itself drains from your eyes.
I know this to be true, for it is my burden.
To live for ages on ages, far from death's door.
Maybe at first it's nice, but it's a curse in disguise.
For as each friend and brother and lover passes me by,
The pieces of my broken heart shatter even more.
So be wary what you wish for,
And do not make my mistake.
For now I am marked, cursed for eternity.
As all I held dear decayed and passed.
And soon nothing of value will re
Flowers and Snowfall (FrUkUs) by ComposedInWinter, literature
Literature
Flowers and Snowfall (FrUkUs)
It was a beautiful winter morning. The air was crisp and cold, but not freezing. Golden rays of sunlight danced from the crystal blue sky, warming up the world, even if only by a few degrees. Snow glittered as it blanketed the ground in a sheet of pure white. A trail of footsteps led inside the gate, from the outside world where there were cars and people in the roads and on the sidewalks, into a serene world where all was silent. The noise of early morning rush hour seemed to fade away into mere humming. If one followed the footsteps, they would see that they belonged to a man with long, wavy golden hair and startling sky blue ey
Falling, Falling Snow by ComposedInWinter, literature
Literature
Falling, Falling Snow
Falling, falling snow
Like memories of long ago
The times were simple
The days were bright
And happiness filled
The world with light.
Spring was happy
And the summer glowed
Fall danced slower
Then the winter simply froze
Now the world is dark and dreary
And my soul is now quite weary
Once, I had hope for the spring
When again, the birds will sing.
But it's been too long,
Their song is gone.
And all that remains
Is the falling, falling snow.
People often wonder about me. What I look like, when I’ll come visit, who sends me. Am I soft and sweet, like a well earned rest after a long day’s work? Or am I cold and dark, only bringing pain and suffering? Probably, most of all, they wonder, what am I? The answer to their questions? It will come sooner or later. After all, I like to say that I am one of the most polite out there. I never miss a visit. All I shall say is this- If you have the option, it is best that you avoid me as best as you can. Just because I don’t miss any visits does not mean that I like having to visit everybody immediately. Do try your best to av
To live forever, many would give it all.
Give it for an everlasting life, to live for eternity.
But listen to me, and listen to me well,
The years will pass and pass and pass,
Till brightness itself drains from your eyes.
I know this to be true, for it is my burden.
To live for ages on ages, far from death's door.
Maybe at first it's nice, but it's a curse in disguise.
For as each friend and brother and lover passes me by,
The pieces of my broken heart shatter even more.
So be wary what you wish for,
And do not make my mistake.
For now I am marked, cursed for eternity.
As all I held dear decayed and passed.
And soon nothing of value will re
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