Wishing-on-Stars

Elizabeth Wallace

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If You've Fallen Asleep by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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If You've Fallen Asleep

If You’ve Fallen Asleep You asked me not to leave So here I sit on the floor next to your bed I feel your warm slowed breath on the back of my neck I know your worried mind is finally letting you rest I smile softly as I turn to see your graceful form still and at ease I slowly rise to my feet then lower my lips to your ear "If you've fallen asleep, there's something I must say: You may never really know how I feel for you I may never show it in ways you could understand But know this, dear one, for you my heart beats For you I smile and live, for you, my sweetest friend Because without you, I would be nothing You've lifted

Approaching Storm by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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Approaching Storm

Leaving the sand behind I now stand upon the rocks Looking out over the influenced waves The winds have begun to start astir The water and sky have darkened Matching their tempered moods I close my eyes and inhale deeply Just as the lightening strikes I can taste its electric sting throughout the land Waiting for the light's brother, I take another breath Just as it crashes with its echoing roar My scream is drowned out for I am no match to such natural wonder I open my eyes with a smile on my face and I see the rain Making its way for me fast and hard Raising my hands into the air I let it wash over me I feel new and involved

New Light nightly thoughts by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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New Light nightly thoughts

Sitting on the cold hard roofing of the house Praying to the stars and all the wishes they represent Knowing full and well I'll get nothing back Nothing is gauranteed by the moon The moon which is anything but consistent Waxing and waning, there and then gone No, the moon is not a promise's friend Realizing the harsh truth I sit in swallowing night The darkness seems to partake in smothering any hope I dare conjure Minutes and hours I feel this way When finally there is nothing left but a dim flickering Suddenly there is new light It comes from the east It's bright and bold and I can see once again The hope will live on because

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Piano Melody by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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Piano Melody

Piano Melody I stood at the window’s flowing curtain, feeling the soft warm breeze kiss my skin. Spring was just beginning and the air was full of its scent. I welcomed it into my lungs after such a long, cold, lonely winter. The feeling had saturated my blood and bone, melting what the harsh winter had left behind. My heart sped with flutter as the house filled with the familiar melody. It was him. I didn’t budge from my place at the window. I knew the rules. I wasn’t to see him. If I ever saw him he would cease to play and would be gone with a blink of an eye. So I stayed and smiled while I listened to the soft melody float

The Worst Part by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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The Worst Part

The Worst Part Is that even though I tell you I don’t want you to call … I wait with the phone in my hands. Is that even though you’ve pissed me off to no end … I can’t help but to smile whenever I see you. Is that even though you hurt me so much and so often … I want to be with you forever. Is that even though you never write me back … I write you note after note. Is that even though the saddest songs make me cry … I listen to them because they remind me of you. Is that even though you talk about me like I’m nothing special … I wish on every star that one day I will be. Is that e

Alice and The Queen of Hearts by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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Alice and The Queen of Hearts

The queen of hearts was the ring leader of the manic and twisted circus of which there was no escape. Every single entertainer had been tricked into joining: the acrobats, the jugglers, even the Cheshire cat-man. The man with a fetish for rabbits and the queen lured him into their demented circus first. Now, living years in torment and feeling a fool, he was barely able to stand it. He began seeking out others who might fall into the trap as well, finding enough people to redeem his conscious. The queen had noticed how well he had been at his own personal hunt-and-catch game, and so offered to set him free after he had captured one thousand i

Addicted by Wishing-on-Stars, literature

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Addicted

--Hello. My name is Heart. And I'm addicted to love.-- So I'm an addict. She begs for me to act like an addict She wants me to leave slowly Her appeal will keep me sweating and wanting I can't get away for her She's always there whispering seductively The weak addict I am, I can't leave. The strong person I am, I have to. So I will leave but slowly, as she wishes I will continue to let myself suffer beautifully. Whatever she wishes. She's my drug.