pulsing through the night
lightning never strikes twice, right ?
she's been broken before nothing to lose
his devilish grin
her wild eyes
and they go farther and farther from the crowd
twirling spinning as their own world takes over
his breathe gets heavy
i love you
the clock strikes midnight
and it wasn't her time
he holds her tight
his silver against her delicate flesh
as the pool of blood forms
she remembers,
never trust a stranger
A contest entry
- ♥ M-N Titles Contest! ♥ by Midnight-x-Rose.
450 points, ended July 13, 13 entries
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Comments
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well now just shows you lightening isn't always that predictable and you can be hurt once, you can be hurt twice, there's no number of times that you can be hurt, I certainly know that. This is a lesson to all who think it will never happen to them.
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violent much leia?
haha. i just went all jack on your ass.
but anyways i love this poem, its really amazing.
just like you! -
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iheartu bashh<33 p.s. god violent much
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pure awesomeness...i love how you do that.
how you can just tell a story.
i just always right down my random thoughts and it gets too complicated.
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This is really good! And, typical you. Gorgeous imagery. One thing- it should be "breathing," not "breathe."
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yayy i feel special jac was like violent much leia and i was like lol
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