I feel i might die, lovesick and paralyzed of this ordeal which i can no longer stand. Afew more days and i'll be nothing left.


A Guardian won't Shy.

Again I walk with the demon,
He held my hand and reason

Demon spoke to me today,
I drowned in his words of dismay

An angel called me from above,
I grasped the clouds for its love

Then the demon pulled me out,
Sat me down and said no less o' shout...
"The Love of your demon will never run out,
As the care from an angel often finds drought"




Poetry by Sithre Lateralus
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Written on 2006-06-09 at 05:51

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Kathy Lockhart
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2006-06-09


Kathy Lockhart
Dearest One, Demon's are Liars!!!! Don't listen to them. A demon's love is hate! You know that love cannot dwell within demons. It dies because it has no live source. Look for the truth, it will find you and then listen to it. You have already said,
"An angel called me from above..."
Listen to that call. It is life calling you; it is love calling you; it is light calling you; it is Truth calling you.
Please! I am hugging you with all my might with a thousand Angels hugging us both. Kathy
2006-06-09


Zoya Zaidi
Hold on dear Sithre, don't be in such a hurry!
When you hit the bottom, you can not but come up!
You will rise Like the phoenix from the ashes of your broken heart!

Believe me you would.

Just hang in there!

***hugs to stay your broken heart***

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-06-09