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Confections of the Nine

	still hurting
	still hurting


Jamie is over and Jamie is gone, Jamie's decided it's time to move on. Jamie has new dreams he's building upon, And I'm still hurting. Jamie arrived at the end of the line, Jamie's convinced that the problems are mine. Jamie is probably feeling just fine, And I'm still hurting. What about lies, Jamie? What about things That you swore to be true? What about you, Jamie What about you? Jamie is sure something wonderful died, Jamie decides it's his right to decide. Jamie's got secrets he doesn't confide, And I'm still hurting. Go and hide and run away Run away, run and find something better. Go and ride the sun away Run away like it's simple Like it's right... Give me a day, Jamie Bring back the lies Hang them back on the wall Maybe I'd see How you could be So certain that we Had no chance at all... Jamie is over and where can I turn? Covered with scars I did nothing to earn Maybe there's somewhere a lesson to learn But that wouldn't change the fact That wouldn't speed the time Once the foundation's cracked And I'm... Still Hurting Miskantle · Sun Jan 22, 2006 @ 07:48am · 1 Comments

	unbaleavalbe
	unbaleavalbe


ok, so i am sooooooo unbaleavably in ah. my grandparents got me tickets to see world famose opera stare Renee Fleming live in consert and it was something else. no person should ever sound that good, under any sercomstanses. she was amazing and she wore the most beautiful gown posable. i just cant get over it, she song, un-miked over a full orcestra to a consert hall of 2000+ seets. what an amazing woman and what an amazing voice...it makes me never want to pick up a work by Handle or Bach ever again since i could never do it the justice that she does...but then agaion who can Miskantle · Thu Dec 22, 2005 @ 11:28pm · 1 Comments


She Weeps Over Rahoon James Joyce Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling, Where my dark lover lies. Sad is his voice that calls me, sadly calling, At grey moonrise. Love, hear thou How soft, how sad his voice is ever calling, Ever unanswered and the dark rain falling, Then as now. Dark too our hearts, O love, shall lie and cold As his sad heart has lain Under the moongrey nettles, the black mould And muttering rain. Miskantle · Tue Oct 25, 2005 @ 04:51am · 0 Comments

	As the last peatle falls...
	As the last peatle falls...


"If I Can't Love Her" And in my twisted face, there's not the slightest trace Of anything that even hints at kindness. And from my tortured shape, no comfort, no escape. I see, but deep within is utter blindness. Hopeless as my dream dies, as the time flies, love a lost illusion. Helpless, unforgiven, cold and driven to this sad conclusion. No beauty could move me, no goodness improve me. No power on earth, if I can't love her. No passion could reach me, no lesson could teach me How I could have loved her and make her love me, too. If I can't love her, then who? Long ago I should have seen all the things I could have been. Careless and unthinking, I moved onward! No pain could be deeper, no life could be cheaper. No point anymore, if I can't love her! No spirit could win me, no hope left within me, Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free! But it's not to be. If I can't love her, let the world be done with me. Sketch inspired by this song Miskantle · Fri Sep 16, 2005 @ 06:09am · 0 Comments

	im his
	im his


he had my love, and he had my heart...now i give him my hand. I love you Demion, my wonderful husband. Miskantle · Fri Apr 22, 2005 @ 02:26am · 0 Comments

	thoughts from a dissoreanted artist...
	thoughts from a dissoreanted artist...


man i am just a pile of hiurt this week...im sick as a dog, going through an identity crisses, and absolutly exsosted..i gues thats what i get for doble magering...going home tomarow, just to add to the caoseshrugs ah well we all do what we must. thank you Demon for help keeping me sain... "Say you'll love me every waking moment Turn my head with talk of summertime Say you need me with you now and always Promise me that all you say is true That's all I ask of you" Miskantle · Sat Mar 05, 2005 @ 03:19am · 1 Comments

	a song from the soul...
	a song from the soul...


I love colecting poetry and lyrics that touch me... Elaborate Lives We all lead such elaborate lives Wild ambitions in our sights How an affair of the heart survives Days apart and hurried nights Seems quite unbelievable to me I don't want to live like that Seems quite unbelievable to me I don't want to love like that I just want our time to be slower and gentler, wiser, free We all live in extravagant times Playing games we can't all win Unintended emotional crimes Take some out, take others in I'm so tired of all we're going through I don't want to live like that I'm so tired of all we're going through I don't want to love like that I just want to be with you now and forever, peaceful, true I wish I had the courage To tell you face to face But I could wait forever For the perfect time and place We all live such elaborate lives We don't know whose words are true Strangers, lovers, husbands, wives Hard to know whose loving who Too many choices tear us apart I don't want to live like that Too many choices tear us apart I don't want to love like that I just want to touch your heart, may this confession be the start Miskantle · Thu Mar 03, 2005 @ 06:59am · 0 Comments

	Amarilli is my love...
	Amarilli is my love...


lyrics to an italian aria by Caccini for Demion Night: Amarilli Amarilli, mia bella, non credi, o del mio cor dolce desio, d'esser tu l'amor mio? Credilo pur: e se timor t'assale prendi questo mio strale aprim'il petto, e vedrai scritto in core: Amarilli e'l mio amore In english: Amaryllis, my love, you are my heart's sweet desire, don't you believe that I love you? Believe it, and if you are afraid, take this arrow of mine, open my breast and you will see written on my heart: Amaryllis is my love. Miskantle · Sun Feb 20, 2005 @ 07:39am · 5 Comments

	see me...
	see me...


images of miskantle and her master: Dark form Final battle mode random image misk and her master By Michael Whelan Miskantle · Mon Jan 17, 2005 @ 11:48pm · 0 Comments


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