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I can't stand the thought of you.
Your presence grates on my nerves -
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My soul bleeds into the creamy white abyss
Screaming into the hollow void, created by sorrow. -
Silence whispers through the room
Midnight dances 'neath the moon -
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Temptation smothers
chastity, piety -
Before unleashing
past demons, proceed -
Your hand is cold
The colour fading from your face -
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Give me the weapons,
with which to slay my demons, -
Fairest moonchild
eclipses earthly -
Blasphemous ink
stains hollow -
Fear swallows
daylight; -
Tongues relentlessly
stabbing, scratching until -
Hearts plummet,
concrete stomachs churn. -
The first thing a baby hears
is his mother's heartbeat, -
Perusing ancient memories / Yellowed with age and time. / You loved me once, but now / You don't even remember my name. / Then again, I don
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The winter has come
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A friend's hands
are made gentle enough -
Slavery shackles
passionflower to -
Hatred's utterance
spews scarlet -
Desperation cutting deep
into the veins of my soul, -
Parasol shelters
innocence, as -
Echoes whispering
against currents, -
Each morning, I kiss my reflection,
and tell myself I'm beautiful. -
The warmth of your tears,
spill spring rain upon icy skin; -
Sinister smiles, gaping mouths
torn into tender skin, -
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8 lines, 12 comments, on Mar 11 8:22 PM. In Other
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25 lines, 6 comments, on May 21 6:56 AM. In Contemporary, Other
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28 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 22 8:57 PM. In Contemporary, Personal
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