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The smile, that jeering expression,
so smug, calm.
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I was once called an angel –
his angel. But that idea hurts me now.
by Ayven
39 lines,
on May 17 11:02 PM. In Pain, Sad, Personal, Spiritual, Dark, Weird, Life, Love, Past, Memory
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You say that I have wings,
White and glowing,
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Sweet, soft,
The scent to fill your lungs,
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I am silence,
unheard, unseen –
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I meant it when I said it –
That we were forever.
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Each question looming closer,
each one more painful than the last -
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"What do you want to eat?" they ask you,
but you don't even know.
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Do you hear,
familiar melodies –
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The hollow echoes clamp down,
harsh and cold inside this shell,
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The dark streaked of the atmosphere,
lights when she smiles,
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Shivers down the spine, the soft words -
traveling down the cord -
by Ayven
19 lines,
on Apr 8 11:33 PM. In Pain, Other, Sad, Personal, Thoughts, Dark, Strange, Life, Love, Doubt
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Silver in the sky, gracing the clouds softly -
the pale lips kissing the face of the sky -
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The thick smell of sweet coffee hangs thick in my nose,
the book's binding in my hand feels warm and smooth -
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Even when the air stings -
and salt gathers in the light -
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Swiftly singing,
the blade fell,
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Father,
I'm afraid,
everyday things are unfolding,
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Predawn gloom smeers the walls -
the silence of it all is overwhelming -
by Ayven
37 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 29 12:17 AM. In Contemporary, Contest, Fantasy, Life, Hope, Weird, Thoughts, Other, Nature
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Swirling softly - the song unfolding -
as though the night is singing -
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The thick blanket smothers what we see,
it's folds tucking around us,
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Fallen, crumpled -
her wings crumbling into -
by Ayven
37 lines, 3 comments,
on Mar 27 10:45 PM. In Abuse, Pain, Sad, Dark, Contest Entry, Hope, Fantasy, Society, Weird, Life, Love
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His eyes looked downward -
the graceful sweep of his brow -
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The snake sneers -
his coils shifting.
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Bleached white -
shining in the sunlight.
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Eyes open to a chilling sight -
the black irises of a creature unknown -
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It would be nice if there were even a 32nd day once -
or a 42nd.
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The fire that burns behind these eyes -
you don't even know it, do you?
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The sword is heavy in your hand -
the gilt hilt something you have only dreamed of -
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Sunrise - a blood red dawn -
a war has begun -
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I wonder if I hold onto this -
would it pull me up the hill?
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Warm sunlight streams down -
caressing the water's surface,
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Scritching and scratching, then laughing, pausing -
we can't hel p it -
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The running water on my window refracted the light -
sending small rainbows to dance across my eyes -
by Ayven
21 lines,
on Mar 17 9:00 PM. In Abuse, Pain, Dark, Sad, Thoughts, Society, Spiritual, Life, Fantasy, Hope
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Silver crystals fell onto the green padding below -
they're winking stars splaching into beads -
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