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Let’s paint these walls red, With the blood of our dead. Of the lost and wounded, the sad and depressed. Let’s paint that chair green, With the leaves of the trees. The trees cut down, every day, week, month, year.
Incandescent lights stream across the stark blackened night breathing in the intoxicating smoke swirling around you; Deep cynical voices cackling manically rumbling through the dank dark corridors, phosphorescent lace velvet floating in the calm cool air; Tantalizing deep dank thoughts
‘Cede yourself to me, And you will never be alone again. You’ll be revered. Adored. Treasured. But you must give yourself to me- A willing concedes’, Fiend allures. My conscious says acutely ‘Don’t listen’ And for an instant I don’t
I find comfort in self pity. Belittling myself, my actions and even the mere five second thoughts of my success. I’m tied up by this part of me. The part I’m inevitably dependent on. It is the initial segment of
Guise like an angel, cuts like a devil Child-like, playful, so fickle as he tickle Sleek, dark, cat-like eyes Brows black as the chilly night Cherry-picking lips, decadent smile Little kitty, big bad leopard inside. Breathe-like stance, scary but not
Life alone is a desolate reign, feel no remorse, no fear, no pain. Dark lonely days and endless nights with no chance of living, or more pointless fights. My reasons, pure and simple. A growing need with mouths to feed;
We are the others, the never wills, the nothingness of death. We are nothing, you are less; spineless, useless, worthless, blessed. Burn it to the ground and ground it down; I love falling apart in your arms. Everyone is going
Did you taste the ejecta after a sacred ritual of exploding a makeshift bomb in a crowded market? I am worried. I am becoming death, curling backward. The wood spirits have started a fire dance. The healing, yes, it comes
No message, No text, Useless tears! Deplorable feeling! Wish! I cared for you Adverse me, Abysmal time, Cruel you! Cruel replies! Broken me, Awful feeling, Angry you! Broken me! Wish! I knew your importance Anxious me, Strong you! Wish! I
Best friends are angels sent from above, They deserve every bit of your true love. This relationship is beautiful and wise, Rendering to life a spirit that never dies. What will happen in the end? To a life that has
Amidst the ups and downs of life we are losing the core Surrendering to gravity you are falling till you are sore. With my eyes buried down to earth, I wish to see the sky. With my hands shackled together,
I watched her as she swam across the lagoon And her smile much brighter than the moon. The clam breeze in the air whispered gently, As if a marching band played a loving tune. I was quickly invited into the
The years have passed by, In the blink of an eye. Moments of sadness, And joy has flown by. People I loved, Have come and have gone. But the world never stopped, And we all carried on. Life wasn’t easy,
Vast are the tenants within each their own heart What hold lays within infants permanent wail The true occupant of earned tenure Such early tendrils of wisp cling so dear May these imperfect ears answer such pure cries Extend welcome
Decorative floral arrangements along the sinking coasts Separative morales deranges my song and inkling notes Charrington’s coral courageous and strong linking two boats His passion lays in the rubble of ruin, up in smoke She’ll cash in roaring winds and
I won’t apologize I am mesmerized by your violent beauty I am unable to understand the depths of you I cannot see to the bottom Winds create waves that crest and crash Damaging all in the way Salty spray stings
I’ll love you completely. Not only with words. Or as my second or third. But a priceless jewel. You’ll be my only girl. I’ll keep my promise, ‘n I’ll show the world. You were all I wanted. My perfect woman.
And when she began to speak I opened her mouth just wide enough to look inside. Stretching her mouth as wide as I could get it without causing pain. I looked around directing her head in the light. Highlighting everything
Take time, To stop for a while, look around you, look at this beautiful world. Take some time, to be free, from this hectic life, and to enjoy the scenery. Where you are, might be the place, which you had
How can White define the Spread of days, Speed, a haze, The blank slate, Looks barren. The pause button seems too long- Can perseverance deter patience? Maybe, the force of resistance, Has been guillotined, To the blow of flow. Time,
Why fight to always be number one in everything When life teaches us it is the smaller things of everyday that the most we are always missing Yet so many will fight to the death to conquer the most expensive
Picture a diamond spinning against the dark, flinging back the brilliance of a sun. Move a little closer – you’ll be stunned how lakes and oceans flash, how ice-caps spark. Zoom in lower still and see the forests, so vibrant,