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Here I stand On the edge All I've ever been Is crumbling away I know that you'll be waiting on the other side I'm floating And falling I wish you'd catch me now I'm sorry Forgive me As I hit the ground The ache of Your memory Holds me close And I can't let go of you I know that you'll be waiting on the other side I'm floating And falling I wish you'd catch me now I'm sorry Forgive me As I hit the ground You are with me in everything I do I am frozen holding onto you I can't move You are with me everywhere I go I am bleeding chasing after you I can't breathe I am falling Falling Falling after you I'm floating And falling I wish you'd

   The dark haired witch had been sitting on the couch staring off into nothing, mind ablaze with sprawling thoughts, when she felt the space next to her dip under another’s weight as it was carelessly added, jostling her only slightly. She paid it no mind, the worlds inside her head proving too much of a distraction. A moment later her curls where brushed off her shoulder to be replaced by a pair of lips; she blinked, coming back to herself, and turned her head slightly, brown eyes catching the edges of a rather untamed red mane.    “Loki; what the fuck?” Alex asked bemusedly.    “Hush; I’m seducing you,R

Take flight Our soul Above All below And dream now And see now All across The universe All the thoughts Unknown Take flight Our spirit Dream it Live it Secrets forgotten in snow Fly Fly Up and away Fly Fly Far across the day Take flight Our soul Above As below Be at peace now Serene now See across This plane of lights Colours So beautiful Take flight Our spirit See it Believe it Secrets forged with love Fly Fly Up and away Fly Fly Far across the day Come back Our soul Floating Back down Aglow now With wonder filled You've seen across The universe It's time to come Back home

    Willow whirled around suddenly with a frustrated groan, the folds of her deep purple coat billowing slightly behind her, and nearly collided with Loki, who was following her closely as he spoke to her in worried tones. She reached up and grasped his shoulders firmly, halting his speech abruptly, catching his gaze with her violet orbs and holding it determinately.    “For gods’ sake, Loki; it’s a date, not the apocalypse!” She exclaimed exasperatedly, “And I’m pretty sure I’m the one who’s supposed to be nervous.”    Two years had passed since Loki had become her legal guardian. In