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The quiet girl to whom no-one talks, Sneaks down the road, upon no-one walks, Trying to get away. She walks and walks until she can walk no more, And then knocks upon the nearest door.
I float about in search of a home, who will I dwell in next, humans are such easy prey, those weak of mind are an easy stay.
Another daybreak looms. In misery towers HQ. As many stars as rooms. Space for me and you. Sunlight can not reach. Its musty halls and stairs. Lessons we can not teach. Lost amongst its dingy lairs.
I had a dream. A very vivid dream. Where nothing at all. Was quite as it seemed. I was driving along. in my usual black car. On a local country road. But not very far. The kids were in the back.
I told her not to leave me, she never answered my calls, She just ignores my love, my patience for her falls. If I can't have her, no one else will, She will suffer for me, her death will be my...
I awake in a bed And a room I don't know It's eerily quiet And a stench starts to grow I place my feet on the ground But my knees are so weak So I shake them to wake them Until the blood to them...
Crows caw, Dogs viciously bark, The trees unsettled, The day itself a deathly mark. The wind blows furiously, Slapping my face, A shadow moves, Moves with a fast pace.
In your favorite chair, autumn seen through the window, My love you did not care. When was the last time you moved, skin turned to black, Appearance peeled and emotions cracked.
Everyday I wake at dawn, noise of the raven rings in my ear, I have to look at him, does he know my fear. Looking for food, his appetite boils within, Can he really see all my secret sins.
In an empty field I look with a stare, The autumn trees are beautiful, such vibrant flare . Yet, in the right of my vision I feel a glare, It cuts me deep, with a icy stare.
In front of you a small metallic cart which has one object on it. Its cold brushed surface reflects the sickly red light in the room. You sit in a chair which has been designed for the dmv.
I make you feel so insecure, I know your secrets, You're not pure, I know what you do when alone, In monotone, I claim your home.
That one nightmare, Leaves me shaking, Sweat on brow, My body quaking. Hands clutch sheets, My breathing shallow, Look in mirror: Flesh so sallow.
I love her Deep, Wine Lips I love her Se- Ductive Hips But mostly Her Crimson Blood Seeping out Like a Warm Flood I want it All Over Me Hear her Scream Passion- Ately Fall into My Bloody Arm With...
She held her doll tightly, trying to comfort herself and try and make sense of what had just happened. It all happened so very quickly.
Can you see through the lies. Are the webs pulled too tight. Running rampant with knives. But nobody knows where they hide. Until its too late. Blood fills the place. You laugh in the shadows.
Nathaniel knew there was something different about his daughter these days. She was changing.
There's a monster in the mirror. Looking back at me. It's eyes locked on mine. Refusing to break free. There's a monster in the mirror. It's gruesome beyond compare.
In a drenched desert; a sea of sand. Abandon ship in no mans land. Shield the sun with my burning hand. This journey was not going as planned. I sought the truth of reality.
The devils sugar is sweeter than most. He'll invite you to tea just so he can boast. His tea is the best, heavenly, angel, ghost. His scones slightly buttered, his crumpets, his toast.
The sound of music came from the mists of time, almost as if born from them. A sobbing melody so lovely it brought tears to her eyes, She cried for the song was to heart wrenching to be mortal.
Fury Ripping tearing Pain Anger, Sadness.
#dreamchallenge Hi. There's one dream I've had since I was about eleven years old. More of a nightmare really. I don't know why but it's just... Stuck. So I'm walking down a train track.
The darkness engulfed Lynn's flashlight beam. "Crap!" she whacked it multiple times but got to response. The tap tap tap got closer. "Come on. Come on!" she shook the flashlight frantically.