Cursed

"Some girls are full of heartache 

and poetry 

and those are the kind of girls

who try to save wolves

instead 

of running away from them."

-N. Gill

Howling

Blowing off your mind

like I did a billion times

Shake this blue out

step up from the ground

stars above us

touching hearts

take my hand

and hold it tight

hold it tight

Our piece of heaven in this world

it's all our beasts are searching for

Secretly seeking for a pack

who could take away our bad luck

these silent nights

only the moon shines

howling together

until the sunrise

until the sunrise

41

Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,
Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assailed.
And when a woman woos, what woman's son
Will sourly leave her till he have prevailed?
Ay me! but yet thou mightst my seat forbear,
And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth:
   Hers, by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
   Thine, by thy beauty being false to me.


-William Shakespeare, Sonnets