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She sang as she danced, twirling through the roses
And with her hair a wild flare of sunlight upon her skin
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Popping, gurgling and bubbling over, Fire makes the red, red rover
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How swiftly the Tower of Confidence crumbles Under the blunt Wind of Truth.
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Double, double toil in trouble.
Frogs and newts makes Cauldron bubble!
by DeathHawk
24 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 9 3:55 PM
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Rolling down the slope at a constant rate
This green-tinged liquid is surely fate.
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Curs let up a cacophany in an infinite scape
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Stained by venous fluids and cut to shreds
Those wings I beheld cast upon flowerbeds
by DeathHawk
18 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 7 12:46 AM
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There are some people in the world Doomed to live a life of luxury
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Just your words broke my spell and threw me out
What the Hell was I thinking
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Why do we always take a different path When we all end up at the same dead end
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I once had a dream, a nightmare of tranquility. In this dream, I stood at the base of a towering pine
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Once, I was walking with my dog through the park. He stopped to investigate a particularly interesting plant
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Oh cruel fate
I know thine fatal name
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I am a woman born of fire,
Born of light and darkness,
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I'm perfectly content in my little pearl,
Sitting in my secluded corner of the world.
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Burned at the stake for the tale she wove,
A witch in all her splendor.
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An imp in cat's clothing,
With a tearaway grin,
Is the Cheshire cat
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As the puppeteer pulls his strings,
The fragile doll spreads her wings.
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When you fall upon the sky
All your worries are cast aside.
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Blood, blood, glorious blood.
Everywhere you look, it's blood, blood, blood,
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Blech. I don't have the patience to concentrate. -.-
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Don't betray a child,
Avoid it if you can,
by DeathHawk
23 lines, 3 comments,
on Jun 27 12:52 AM
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What can I say?
I think I'm crying
by DeathHawk
52 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 5 5:34 AM
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This world belongs to me;
I hold it in my fist.
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Seated upon the heaving back of a chestnut demon,
by DeathHawk
25 lines, 3 comments,
on May 25 1:16 AM
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Is it walking away and never looking back?
Is it finding yourself and then losing track?
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In its wake,
the boat left a sea of tears
by DeathHawk
1 lines, 2 comments,
on May 21 3:50 PM
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by DeathHawk
49 lines, 2 comments,
on May 20 12:04 AM
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Endless silver spiraling,
Twisting in order to form,
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She touched her cheek, reached out, touched his. A smile played across lips that had forgotten how to move, exposing teeth as white as any cloud, though she knew only that they were straight thanks to her fingers. She'd never
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They live on in our voices and dreams,
So sad they are now, so sad it seems.
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Candy-coat your sugar lips with words bitter sweet,
Breath upon me a wash of color--it will give me no relief.
by DeathHawk
16 lines, 2 comments,
on May 6 10:14 PM
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by DeathHawk
5 lines, 1 comment,
on May 6 9:59 PM
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