tie a ribbon around your finger and wait for me
sit here, in the place that we claimed as our own
and we will wrap ourselves in eachothers arms
to keep in the warmpth

cause sweetie its winter now
and those leaves are falling faster and faster
soon the snow will fall
and cover our tangled bodies

patched black sleeves and striped brown beanies
bright red scarf, one pair of pink lips
against a freezing setting of charcoal skies
hard to keep the warmpth

oh sweetie its winter now
the snow is falling faster and faster
press your mouth against mine
breathe deep into our tangled bodies


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for all those lonely lovers that want to hear a bittersweet something as they stare at the screen with nothing better do do.

thanks darlings

once you come to that certain hault
in the center of the concrete slabs that support your broken heels and blistered toes
and stare up through the dome of the snowglobe
as tiny droplets of icy water sprinkle on your perfect face
you remember what it's like:
the land of tears and shivering
bleeding mascera and cracked painted nails.
fall on your back and lie in the stream
that will send a chill across your face.

paper dolls pull eachother
as the scissors attempt to sieze the fun.
marry-go-rounds and the sea-saw times
have already forgotten about those days.

when the softest whisper can trigger the upmost rage
and the intentions are never "just a thought"
releasing all the true potential
realiasing that youre truely alone

So now youre laying on your back
in this wet, black stream
you can feel JUST what it's like:
in the land of tears and shivering
staining mascera and water beading on painted nails
you created this icy stream
that will keep the chill within your face

paper dolls no longer pull eachother
the scissors have ducked their last goose
the marry-go-rounds and sea-saws have rusted
they've forgotten about those days

your perfect smile shows no justice
for the dammage that you've done
the dome of this snowglobe is cracking,
falling down around your blistered toes.

i am:

1) complicated
2) alone and
3) in need
4) why dont you conclude this?
5) cuz i cant take it
6) shatter the burning bulb
7) that stored your heated
8) broken heart

if you could take me by the hand
away from this awful existance
make every little thing
dissolve into the night's darkness
and show me to the place
where the hungry lovers lay
we could knot our fingers
staring at the shattered stars
that have been pasted to the blushing sky
before the sorrowful moon
took its regretably everlasting rise
above mans' solo heads
only if you could,
would you take me by the hand?

ok so my name is Lorelei. (say: Lor-ill-eye *or* Lor-uh-lie)
im a slow worker. i know, i know, but you'll get used to me. if i had the chancee to be a model, i would; only if the world would allow a 5'5'' avreage sized teen with a pretty face take that spot. unfortunately, it wont. so im stuck with a paper and pencil, ink and parchment, canvas and acrylic. its all i got, so i'll work with it for now.

im lonely, stressed, sad and depressed. i cant seem to do anything about it. i live in a family of 8, divorced parents and an adopted cousin. damn my life is screwed up. if i was in a category, it'd be the *not quite emo* one. only cause of my looks.

hey, i got a wacom.

anyone wanna play twister?

ps heres a short poem that i wrote for another deviant's pictures. its ok i guess but i wanted to share it:

"as the winds grow scarce and the leaves fall to the ground, her soft whisper tickles my ear. Push her tender body away with one last "I love you," but I swear never to love again. If fortune could kill, she'd have killed mankind, for my fate has brought me to this excruciating point. Why can't I help this sudden pain, and cure my everlasting longing? All life is here in my arms, quickly fall out of grace, she leaves. Please dont forget to remember me."