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no title?Within the dark wood of my door I dream of all I’ve never woken tono title?
Before Don’t place your hand on me just once It burns forever
Forgive me of reticence
My forwardness
My nothingness
I’ve never heard a voice like yours before Of that I’m sure
Take forever from me I’ve been keeping it for you I’d give up all my reason if it made your presence true Take my rhythm from me My heart’s been keeping time to you Don’t stop it now…
You will be in everything
My wind, my words, my ch
by ~starBright-88
NightshadeHer name is… Nightshade. To see her is to shudder. The women at the grocer’s stand shiver even as she slinks past, knowing. Smelling wafts of her rapacious nature.Nightshade
That woman feels hunger like the vampire, even as she walks in the day. Pale and feline, suspicious under day-walker eyes.
And when it’s time…
The woman puts her makeup on like war paint. Her weapon subtle in its obviousness.
They say, “How much, Bella Donna?” She answers, “How much you have.” This red light’s a green light. Walk. Waiting under dying stars,
by ~starBright-88
Drowning SorrowLittle boy, I taste your turmoil. I see what the world does to you as you near the precipice. As you kill your ego and torch your dreams, you look downDrowning Sorrow
thinking of throwing your fiery body and tortured thoughts into the water below
the bridge you lean from.
I pleadingly reach for your hand…
Please…
Don’t stop. Take your time. I said no and sleep, sleep, sleep as lids on eyes grow elastic tight and paper fragile. We cut down and build up. Breathe… What we do and where we grow
is none of his business.
Please… &nb
by ~starBright-88
Carnival NightsI was lost in the carnival- those foreign faces leering and leaning down, mixing with the music box harmony and dancing into wisps of the cotton candy bought just for me. Lost in the carnival…Carnival Nights
I tripped and dropped your smile somewhere by the funhouse
until I found the fortune teller. For free (because she liked me smile), she read my cards. I remember the lovers… the hanged man. Where do we stand? The cotton candy dissolves; disappears from my mouth too fast.
I remember you were standing behind me. Strong hands on my elbows and chest pressed to my back
by ~starBright-88
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What if I'm the kindest demon? Something you may not believe in.
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Though my eyes see this world as what we have turned it into, my imagination sees so much beauty that I wish to show you
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Though my eyes see this world as what we have turned it into, my imagination sees so much beauty that I wish to show you
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Though my eyes see this world as what we have turned it into, my imagination sees so much beauty that I wish to show you
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