in a dark forest on an equally dark night there were hidden creatures never seen before by humans. hidden were their faces, their features, their lives. hidden was the faces of these creatures, never meant to be seen by man. Was it all a dream
from what? why is there so much in life you do not understand. The universe is something that has many things that are not known all is hidden. I guess to what is the point of being hidden, is there something out there that is really that scary.
i feel like i try to hide. i want to hide sometimes. i like to keep my emotions hidden, but for some reason people read me better than i anticipate. when i was in high school i wish i could hide from my family and just find a solace place alone from everyone to think
Everything was a lie to him now. He had no reason to believe in anything that was being said. Everyone had their own hidden purpose with every favor they did for him. What was he to do now? He was just a tool, an instrument, being used for everyone else’s sick pleasure. He had to get even. He had to fight back. But how?
I didn’t realize as I walked around the lake that a strange man in yellow pants and a jean jacket was hidden behind the trees, following my every move. Once i noticed him i became frightened and began to
“Just go!” She nearly screamed at him, throwing the precious glass on the floor, the crystal from their wedding.
He backed into the door.
“Just leave! I’m tired of all that you’ve hidden from me! You disgust me! I hate you!”
He wanted to cry, but it was all his own fault. It was all his fault.
I like to be hidden, unseen like the rest of the world’s troubles. I hate capitalism, it hides the working class from the fact that it cannot function without them. I like taco bell also, with mayo.
She stopped right there and looked this stranger in the eye. His gray gaze made her a little dizzy, and the hidden beat of her haunted heart gave her a surprise landing back to earth. ‘He’s the one,’ she thought. She’d never seen him in her life, but she knew she loved him.
the bird was hidden in the grass as the leaves fell and autumn came upon the world with all its colors of sincerity. the world hides in the stars from all the unknown creatures that are trying to destroy us. one must stay hidden in times such as these for the monsters are here and true.
ninja lost but not found lurking in the shadowy spaces they know you should see. Beyond sight and sound this is how you make me feel. Lost but not found right before you yet lost to where you see. I step carefully so as not to startle and yet almost to quick.
The rush of my heart.
An oddity to my world and an endless comprimise to my existence. It threatens to find me out. I retreat to try again another day yet I remain in your shadow. Lost but never found. |Hidden in plain sight.|
sometimes i think that i am hidden, that i don’t really show who i really am. and it’s hard when you find someone who can see who you really are and you aren’t quite sure if they like that person. it makes me think that maybe you should just stay hidden…
To hide something from view. what is hidden? Nothing and everything. Who is it hidden from? No one and everyone. Somtimes what is hidden is right in front of your face all along. You choose not to see it.
One day I was hiding in the bushes from my brother, he’s a lion sometimes. He can be so mean to me, he thinks hes just kidding around and having fun with me and being brotherly like. But what he doesnt understand is that sometimes I dont like it, and it hurts.
He was a tall man who did not stand too tall, and he was not the shallow type who believed that beauty is exactly skin deep. He knew that true beauty, true love, can be found beneath the surface, hidden beneath the flesh. It was always inside, in the soul.
There are alot of things that are hidden in life. Taking the time to see them is where the reward is found. Today I found a hidden friend and a new treasure.
when you don’t want people to know what you’ve done, said, etc… you hide it, and that becomes a secret, something hidden. Somethings are better being hidden and some aren’t, you have to know wich case the thing is.E
She had never seen this side of him, the side he kept deeply hidden in those gray eyes. The sweet, soft side that really did care if she fell down or had even the smallest bruise. As soon as she had found this side, she knew she could love him forever. So simple.
in the corner of the room, dust bunnies hide unseen, unheard. Under the bed, in the closet, they lurk unseen, but always there in our subconscience. Hidden, in the recesses of our brain. Hidden from our conscious thought. The dust bunnies prevail in our minds.
hidden in the valley was a town so far from reality you didn’t even know it existed. It wasn’t corrupt by the media and environmental issues. It was like stepping back into the past before everything was taken over by consumer products. Where everybody enjoyed the natural beauty of the world and enjoyed it for what it gave us instead of taking everything and starving it to death.
i was hiding behind this fence when the dog appeared on the corner of the streer. i have never been that afraid since i saw the light outside of my mother’s womb. anyway, no need to say this wasn’t a chihuahua-like dog. this one had large teeth, long black hair – maybe it was a bear?
there was a man that was hidden in a box. he decide to find a way out of this box. there was no light, no way out, so it seemed. he opened his eyes, and saw something he would never have dreamed. outside of the box, there was a women. i have been waiting for you she said to him, i will be your wife.
to not be seen and to be far away from people. to not care where you are or to avoid. calming and nice. just to not care about being busy or being rushed. you are just hidden. shhhhhh….your hiding.
hidden patterns. hidden images. running to hide. looking like a hidden pie. eating pie and forgetin to hide with bingo games hidden in tha cracks of your teeth like forever hidden in the crack of your ass like hiddein the crack of your ass
Breathing. try not to hide anymore. but there is no one new these days that seems worth it to show who you are to. no one who would care if you remained hidden for the rest of your life. around people like this, how could i not hide myself?
It was in here somewhere. Hidden in the lush forest was the last soul she needed. If she could just get this one soul, the one that the Goddess of Death so longed to possess, she might be free. Oh, how she longed for freedom! How she wept for being the slave of such a morbid creature!
I can’t imagine being all alone in here. It’s too much. What will I do?
If there’s anyone out there, please come save me.
I miss the light, the outside.
I want fresh air to breath, sunsets to watch, rainfall to feel.
I can’t find my heart. I have covered it with walls. But I am searching. I will continue to journey back to my youth, back to my past, where when we played hide & seek, I would play with abandon.
I cant find it , it is somewhere that I havent looked, Someone hid it in a really tough spot, I might not ever find it
I am not where you think I am, I cant find it at all
Where has it gone? I have forgotten where I placed it
Impossible to find, I dont think I will locate it
in a dark forest on an equally dark night there were hidden creatures never seen before by humans. hidden were their faces, their features, their lives. hidden was the faces of these creatures, never meant to be seen by man. Was it all a dream
from what? why is there so much in life you do not understand. The universe is something that has many things that are not known all is hidden. I guess to what is the point of being hidden, is there something out there that is really that scary.
i feel like i try to hide. i want to hide sometimes. i like to keep my emotions hidden, but for some reason people read me better than i anticipate. when i was in high school i wish i could hide from my family and just find a solace place alone from everyone to think
Lost gone forever kiddnapped seek covered out of sight underneathe below above attic closet
Everything was a lie to him now. He had no reason to believe in anything that was being said. Everyone had their own hidden purpose with every favor they did for him. What was he to do now? He was just a tool, an instrument, being used for everyone else’s sick pleasure. He had to get even. He had to fight back. But how?
through the forest of delight I peek behind curvatures that beckon my insight to leap and dive in curiosities of the human mind
I didn’t realize as I walked around the lake that a strange man in yellow pants and a jean jacket was hidden behind the trees, following my every move. Once i noticed him i became frightened and began to
I am hidden in a dark room. No one can see me, for I do not wish to be seen. I get scared sometimes, for I am alone, with no one next to me.
the tree was hidden behind a lake. this sounds strange i know, but believe me, it happened.
Unseen, lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce. You’ll never see what hit you…
That feeling.
“Just go!” She nearly screamed at him, throwing the precious glass on the floor, the crystal from their wedding.
He backed into the door.
“Just leave! I’m tired of all that you’ve hidden from me! You disgust me! I hate you!”
He wanted to cry, but it was all his own fault. It was all his fault.
my dick is hidden in my pants waiting for you to uncover its potential growth
I like to be hidden, unseen like the rest of the world’s troubles. I hate capitalism, it hides the working class from the fact that it cannot function without them. I like taco bell also, with mayo.
WTF?
lololololol tomatoes and poop are hidden lol.
What is wrong with me?
hi there you are my best friend and I have one word for you, hello
She stopped right there and looked this stranger in the eye. His gray gaze made her a little dizzy, and the hidden beat of her haunted heart gave her a surprise landing back to earth. ‘He’s the one,’ she thought. She’d never seen him in her life, but she knew she loved him.
seek play necklace garden place cupboard rug children secret basement tent tree house grove circle of stones meadow faires
hidden talent, hidden pearls of wisdom,
the bird was hidden in the grass as the leaves fell and autumn came upon the world with all its colors of sincerity. the world hides in the stars from all the unknown creatures that are trying to destroy us. one must stay hidden in times such as these for the monsters are here and true.
ninja lost but not found lurking in the shadowy spaces they know you should see. Beyond sight and sound this is how you make me feel. Lost but not found right before you yet lost to where you see. I step carefully so as not to startle and yet almost to quick.
The rush of my heart.
An oddity to my world and an endless comprimise to my existence. It threatens to find me out. I retreat to try again another day yet I remain in your shadow. Lost but never found. |Hidden in plain sight.|
sometimes i think that i am hidden, that i don’t really show who i really am. and it’s hard when you find someone who can see who you really are and you aren’t quite sure if they like that person. it makes me think that maybe you should just stay hidden…
To hide something from view. what is hidden? Nothing and everything. Who is it hidden from? No one and everyone. Somtimes what is hidden is right in front of your face all along. You choose not to see it.
One day I was hiding in the bushes from my brother, he’s a lion sometimes. He can be so mean to me, he thinks hes just kidding around and having fun with me and being brotherly like. But what he doesnt understand is that sometimes I dont like it, and it hurts.
secret, a lie, farce, untrue, suspicious
He was a tall man who did not stand too tall, and he was not the shallow type who believed that beauty is exactly skin deep. He knew that true beauty, true love, can be found beneath the surface, hidden beneath the flesh. It was always inside, in the soul.
There are alot of things that are hidden in life. Taking the time to see them is where the reward is found. Today I found a hidden friend and a new treasure.
when you don’t want people to know what you’ve done, said, etc… you hide it, and that becomes a secret, something hidden. Somethings are better being hidden and some aren’t, you have to know wich case the thing is.E
She had never seen this side of him, the side he kept deeply hidden in those gray eyes. The sweet, soft side that really did care if she fell down or had even the smallest bruise. As soon as she had found this side, she knew she could love him forever. So simple.
in the corner of the room, dust bunnies hide unseen, unheard. Under the bed, in the closet, they lurk unseen, but always there in our subconscience. Hidden, in the recesses of our brain. Hidden from our conscious thought. The dust bunnies prevail in our minds.
hidden in the valley was a town so far from reality you didn’t even know it existed. It wasn’t corrupt by the media and environmental issues. It was like stepping back into the past before everything was taken over by consumer products. Where everybody enjoyed the natural beauty of the world and enjoyed it for what it gave us instead of taking everything and starving it to death.
lost, not so – lost to others, not self – away away away, but safe, so safe
i was hiding behind this fence when the dog appeared on the corner of the streer. i have never been that afraid since i saw the light outside of my mother’s womb. anyway, no need to say this wasn’t a chihuahua-like dog. this one had large teeth, long black hair – maybe it was a bear?
there was a man that was hidden in a box. he decide to find a way out of this box. there was no light, no way out, so it seemed. he opened his eyes, and saw something he would never have dreamed. outside of the box, there was a women. i have been waiting for you she said to him, i will be your wife.
to not be seen and to be far away from people. to not care where you are or to avoid. calming and nice. just to not care about being busy or being rushed. you are just hidden. shhhhhh….your hiding.
hidden patterns. hidden images. running to hide. looking like a hidden pie. eating pie and forgetin to hide with bingo games hidden in tha cracks of your teeth like forever hidden in the crack of your ass like hiddein the crack of your ass
hide and seek. hiding as a child during this beloved game and having my heart pump in anticipation of being found.
Breathing. try not to hide anymore. but there is no one new these days that seems worth it to show who you are to. no one who would care if you remained hidden for the rest of your life. around people like this, how could i not hide myself?
It was in here somewhere. Hidden in the lush forest was the last soul she needed. If she could just get this one soul, the one that the Goddess of Death so longed to possess, she might be free. Oh, how she longed for freedom! How she wept for being the slave of such a morbid creature!
I can’t imagine being all alone in here. It’s too much. What will I do?
If there’s anyone out there, please come save me.
I miss the light, the outside.
I want fresh air to breath, sunsets to watch, rainfall to feel.
I can’t find my heart. I have covered it with walls. But I am searching. I will continue to journey back to my youth, back to my past, where when we played hide & seek, I would play with abandon.