TellMeWhereItHurts

Burning shades, clouds of despair, Getting down from heavens, Raining like wavy meteors, Please stop tearing my view. Deceiving fangs, clawful paws, Scorching through truth, Smashing like a hammer, Please stop crushing my view. Hunting preys, not moving, Waiting the best moment, Putting my head on the desk, I finally started to sleep.

                                    HAITI IN OUR HEART                            Everytime I turn on the tv, I see your Tears.                            I cry with you. Haiti is in our Heart.                            You think you are Lost, But you will be Found.                            Haiti in our Heart. Our thoughts are with you all... HAITI IN OUR HEART...                            Written by:Camilla Heindorf(Camilah).

   My middle name is like an unexplored, unexpressed part of me.   I hardly mention it.   It's like the steering wheel on a car; it makes up a collective whole, and yet, do you ever see anyone praise it?   It's like the insulation in a house; everyone cares about the paint, the outside, the windows. Nobody ever says, "So, what sort of insulation were you looking into buying?"   It's the middle child of a picture-perfect family; a little awkward, a little ill-fitting.   It's that one vent in the house that just doesn't want to work, no matter how many times you try.   It's that one picture you forgot about, because you weren't exa

"My forte is the violin. It cries beautifully," she says, before dissolving into blind corners. It did not matter to her. It was velvet. She wore a long black dress with white eyes. The next day, she attended her own funeral at the train carriage. The people did not weep, but drank English tea and talked about the weather. The bright blue sky and the flushed trees. She carried her brown leather suitcase, the one with mismatched patches and the threads coming undone. "There's no one waiting for me at the station," she sings, a low organ note to the four walls of her temple. Years later, she's running on the cobbled streets. She

The heads of stones peek behind dark crests and sinking troughs, for too long they have seen still bodies. Now the earthly stirrings steal such arrivals, the Nothings wanting more for the merging of breathing hearts. My shawl folds nearly a second skin to fragile collarbones, but the nooks do not fit with the crannies. And how could they, since they are no substitute for your hearth arms? Those mocking scents of flowers and becoming fruits, no refreshment for the wash grazed on your skin. A lone rooster crows, the pounding echo of my disquiet cries. Your slow outline pulls at the misty ribbons, one by one, until s

(Wendy) You Know Ch: Because You know, You exactly know That this feeling Is love, Wendy, LOVE! 1. I remember the day When I met You Your sweet, little smile This reflex to hold Your hand I still love it, This light in Your eyes Ch: Because... 2. Being without You Was so hard, hurtin' Oh sweetie, God Bless, You forgiven me I don't wanna be lonely anymore Just promise me to never walk away, You know I love You too much Ch: Because... TŁUMACZENIE R: Bo Ty wiesz, Ty dokładnie wiesz, Że to uczucie To miłość, Wendy, MIŁOŚĆ! 1. Pamiętam ten dzień, Kiedy Cię pozna