''This time imperfect'' . AFI. (''Sing the sorrow'')

I cannot leave here, I cannot stay,
Forever haunted, more than afraid.
Asphyxiate on words I would say,
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue.

There are no flowers, no not this time,
There'll be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words, I find.
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak,
I'd share with you could I only speak,
Just how much this, hurts me.

I cannot stay here, I cannot leave,
Just like all I loved, I make believe.
Imagine heart, I disappear, seems,
No one will appear, here and make me real.

There are no flowers, no not this time,
There'll be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words, I find.
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak,
I'd share with you could I only speak,
Just how much this, hurts me.

I'd tell you how it haunts me,
I'd tell you how it haunts me,
(cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams.)
I'd tell you how it haunts me,
(cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams.)

You don't care that it haunts me.

Oh,
There are no flowers, no not this time,
There'll be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words, I find.
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak,
I'd share with you could I only speak,
Just how much this, hurts me.

Just how much this, hurts me.

Just how much you...

Poesia Gotica . parte 1

Medio frio medio fuego
castigado por hablar,
esta vida se me escapa
como un río que se va

Yo no quiero mas de ti,
el sol no sale, este viento que me duele,
estas noches infernales que no me dejan dormir,
no viviré.






roux.

"Early Sunsets Over Monroeville" MCR

Frank Iero (L)

Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes
Then holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen
And the whole time while always giving
Counting your face among the living

Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains
Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains
Running away and hiding with you
I never thought they'd get me here
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But would anything matter if you're already dead?
And well should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
And would anything matter if you're already dead?
And now should I be shocked by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
And our memories defeat us,
And I'll end this direst.

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But does anything matter if you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?

Beauty I

Uno de mis actores preferidos
Jamie Campbell Bower, precioso, hermoso
lo que daria por que me cantara: ''I'll steal you, Rouz''
como lo hace en Sweeney
actuo como Anthony en Sweeney Todd, va a actuar en New Moon y tambien en Harry Potter y las reliquias de la muerte
(L)

another impossible love
he is extremely beautiful (L)

Dando vueltas

[...]Sigo dando vueltas sola
buscando en qe pensar.[...]
[...]A tu casa te fui a buscar
por el barrio no estabas.[...]
[...]Sigo dando vueltas sola
buscando una señal.[...]
[...]Quiereo tener la oportuniad de volver atras
tu lo eres todo y mucho mas.[...]
[...]A tu casa te fui a buscar
por el barrio no estabas [...]
[...]Tu lo eres todo
todo eres todos,
tu lo seras todo y mucho mas.[...]

''Dando vueltas'' de Infierno 18 . (''Ya era hora'')

Feelings

Sentir un solo impulso. sentir una unica caricia
sentir que a nadie le interesa lo que siente el otro en su interior
sentirse ser una persona en millones

Ver al otro
sentir las pulsaciones incrementarse
y lamentarse por lo que no es
y admitir que es imposible

roux.-

Love/Difference

Desde hace un par de años, actualmente tengo 17 años, hubo un cambio en mi forma de pensar, razonar y demas, la cual trajo otros sentimientos, valoraciones, estimulos, bajones, atraciones, intereses, etc.... hasta llegar a mi lo que podria llamarse ''personalidad''

A partir de esto, estan los amores, tema bastante difícil si se piensa desde la primera persona que me gustó; el cambio a nivel mental, nuevas ideas, pensamientos, razonamientos, otro tema complicado, porque mucha gente supone que lo que yo pienso es lo incorrecto, lo que va en contra, lo mas insólito, y no es así, desde mi punto de vista, yo tengo mis motivos para tener mis razonamientos, no es necesario que los demás opinen de una manera en que traten de decirme: ''no melina, no es así, estás completamente equivocada''; cambio musical, otro tema mas, entre otros.

Mi primer entrada, es dedicada a Billy Martin, uno de mis amores platónicos, tecladista y guitarrista de Good Charlotte; con quien a la vez hice un fanfic que lo empecé a los 13 años. Mi novela llamada ''Encuentro en la Plaza LargeValley'', siendo nosotros dos los personajes principales y haciendo un corto resúmen, llegamos a ser pareja, que tienen que superar problemas, como el tema de la edad porque nos llevamos once años de diferencia, pertenecemos a dos mundos distintos, yo estando en la adolescencia, mientras que el tiene su vida como celebridad y adulto, celos, distanciamiento con terceros, entre otros. Esta persona me parece una de las mas hermosas, con o sin maquillaje, no me interesa, siempre va a ser mi amor platónico.