Miss-Deadly-Lullaby

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Secrets On Surfaces by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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Secrets On Surfaces

This attraction game we all play, Makes our head spin all day, We got no clues all right, We got no hints all night, On why we are attracted to this object by sight. You made me breatheless. When I saw you, I. Can. Not. Breathe. It is odd, It is strange. I can't explain. Oh no, I can't explain, On why I am attracted. On why I am attracted to you by sight. Maybe you can help me shed some light.

The Burning Bruise by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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The Burning Bruise

I'm scared. Each time I fall, the scar (which you first slit across my heart), Grows bigger and bigger, Like a tiger swallowing its prey whole. My heart weights like a stone, heavy. I can't breathe properly. Sometimes, I feel like bursting like a balloon. Your words began to left my blood running cold. I question myself. I woke up each day with your name swimming inside my head. I want to get you out of my head. And no sweetie, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this. I won't blame you, I love you too much for that. I blame myself for being powerless, When you first touched me and taught me

I Like How You Can Destroy Me. by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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I Like How You Can Destroy Me.

Boy, Walk over. Walk towards me. I like the way you glance at me, Like I'm puzzle that's hard to solve. I like the way you smile, How the edges of your mouth will curl up. I sort of hate you because Your smile can knock the breath out of me. Boy, Walk over. Walk closer to me. If you do, I swear my heart will set off like alarms and my stomach will be twisted in knots over you. I'll find that my lungs doesn't work as it wouldn't inhale and exhale normally. Boy, Walk over. Walk right next to me. If you do, Please take my hands and hold it tightly. Hold it in a way which will make me feel As if you've been holding them s

Oh, I love you so. by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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Oh, I love you so.

Can't you see? This is not what I meant. This is not what I want. I say that I won't touch you. But my fingers are aching. They long to touch you. I say that I won't hold you in my arms. But my lips quivered. My hands kept on sha-sha-shaking. I say that I won't kiss you. But I am lying, even to myself. The words that sipped out were of twisted meanings. I say that I don't love you. But my heart screams otherwise. They beat for you and only you. I told you to leave. And you believed me. As you run towards the opposite direction of me, Tears were forming in my eyes. My lips broke down into a sob. My hands were reaching out,

The Sun Bleeds Colours by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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The Sun Bleeds Colours

I am the long forgotten dusty music record tucked inside a corner of your cupboard. I am the colour of a bruise. I am the melting snowman outside your house. I am your favourite old fainted jeans inside the Salvation Army box. I am the love letter you tossed aside. I am the memory you chosen to erase. I am, I am, I am, I am the person whose &#

Unbreakable Girl. by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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Unbreakable Girl.

"I love you" I whispered. "You are my life now" he said simply. I'm moving. Moving or rather.. should be forcing. Forcing myself to move. Move away. Away from you. You make me feel. Feel the feeling of love. Love to be loved. Loved to be loved by you. Loved. I hate this. This feeling. Feeling so breakable. Breakable = me. Me = breakable. Breakable soul. Soul that loves you and yet needs to move away from you. You understand this? This weird I-love-you-yet-I'm-saying-goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye to you, goodbye to the I. I, The I that loves you. She loves you, oh yes she do. She. She needs a shield. Shield which can make

Beautiful Broken Boy by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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Beautiful Broken Boy

I call him the beautiful broken boy. He has eyes that scared me. Eyes that is so empty. Empty. Empty like the corridors of an abundant house, With windows which are shut tightly from the outside world, Letting no sunlight enters it. I often dream of how wonderful it will be if I can be the sunlight that lights up his soul. He’s blessed with the colour of eyes that I would kill to have, Light blue eyes that remind me of the lazy afternoon sky. Light blue eyes that make me want to get lost in them forever. Light blue eyes that make me want to claim him as mine. Well… he lives to his name doesn’t he? He has the pale

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Secrets On Surfaces by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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The Burning Bruise by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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The Burning Bruise

I Like How You Can Destroy Me. by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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I Like How You Can Destroy Me.

Oh, I love you so. by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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Oh, I love you so.

The Sun Bleeds Colours by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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The Sun Bleeds Colours

Beautiful Broken Boy by Miss-Deadly-Lullaby, literature

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Beautiful Broken Boy

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exhale by SocraticSynapses, literature

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exhale

i loved you in stolen glances in individual moments i wrapped up in eager dreams waiting for a hushed smile that never came but reflected itself in the midnight rain of my bedroom window i loved you as a secret that lay between the shadows of my heart and the tip of my tongue i could not whisper your name aloud but god, did i want to i loved you boundlessly like the wind, with no beginning and no end forever traveling across your landscape chasing the sunset resting on your horizon

atonement by SocraticSynapses, literature

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atonement

I want you to know I'm sorry. I never thought about how much I have to be sorry for until I was up all night and far too early in the morning from a Thursday to a Friday, and couldn't fall asleep because my heart was hammering and thundering and seizing with a regret sort of panic. I called you across six hundred and eighty three miles and an ocean of guilt and whispered I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry a thousand times into the receiver until I had no voice and you were saying my name through an accent of sleep and telling me I have nothing to be sorry about. But I do. I'm sorry I didn't write you the most beautiful love song in the world.

nostalgia by SocraticSynapses, literature

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nostalgia

i. you remind me of mistakes i make like falling for every girl with raspberry lips and forgetting to sleep until the early morning light ii. sometimes i get tired of bending and stretching my edges under your gaze; i cannot play these nerves-on-fire games without them threatening to shatter iii. and you have this habit of grabbing my fingers and pressing close to my skin and corners of my mind; i shiver when i feel your breath slide across my neck iv. but this is a game and you are an expert at playing; we're on the chessboard of racing heartbeats and in four moves you'll have me pinned under your haphazard gaze whispe

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Aug 23
Singapore
Deviant for 14 years
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Lim Hui Yun
She breathe, eat and drink music
Post hardcore, metal & rock music lover
She's a die hard Romantic
Blue and black are her favourite colours
Drinking coke/tea makes her happy
TDWP is her favourite band
Obsessed with Twilight
Loves Edward Cullen
Jeremy DePoyster is her hero
& Hayley Williams is her heroine

"Tell me once again
That you'll love me to the death
And should I die, you swear that you will come for me
As I fade away, you reach out your arms
(And please don't let me go)
And please don't let me go
(And please don't let me go)
And please don't let me go"
- Mayday Parade

Current Residence: Singapore
Favourite genre of music: Post hardcore and Metal
MP3 player of choice: Ipod

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Devil Wears Prada :D Jeremy DePoyster!! Hayley Williams ;)

Other Interests

Reading, Listening to music, Watch movies & TV shows