The Last Kiss
She lays upon the porcelain slab, a deathly shade of pure white, matching the intricate and beautiful gown she is wearing. Her fair blonde hair is curly, draped over her lifeless face.
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She lays upon the porcelain slab, a deathly shade of pure white, matching the intricate and beautiful gown she is wearing. Her fair blonde hair is curly, draped over her lifeless face.
Finally the time had came, To signoff from this beautiful game. Darkness silently covering my eyes, I can clearly hear all the human cries.
My death place, Ashes and smoke plough through, And it still makes my soul ache, But there wasn't a thing to do, The fog suffocates even the rain, It reminds me of all the tears, They had no right, I...
*adult themes* She sat there and watched him play fight after fight on the TV, the stages turning into animals and dinosaurs smiling and waving happily at her.
#household. Marvellous Marvin, human cannonball. Wasn't marvellous at all. Stand back when Marvin comes to play. Close shaves the order of the day. On his final performance inside the big top.
Lay me round in the thistle-down. Brushing softly on my skin,. Make a bed of scarlet roses. So fragrant will my end have been. Line my hair with daisies fair. Hide each red and shining mark.
#emotion #euphoria A cloudy day of saddened eyes, Melancholic smiles in guise, A single bed of shining white, Surrounded by a loving light, Of family and friends so dear, While my coming death draws...
Frozen alive Never be found 'Cause there is no home There's no safe and sound In the pale moonlight As I weakly stir You pull my dying self up And through your eyes I read danger Once a lover Once a...
The air between our spirits hangs with bittersweet retrace I hang upon your every breath, measuring the pace.
#emotion #breathless @naaviie Oxygen wearing thin Head's starting to spin Reeling to the ground Tell me, do you hear the sound.
I hold your tiny life in my hands; an insignificant sparkle of joy. Now left to dwindle in the fading light; those simple dark eyes that used to shine through the night.
It's so wrong, seeing him there. Laying in a bed that isn't his. Breathing air that isn't his. Surrounded by walls that aren't his. Walls of death. Why do they paint the walls in this color.
Blue. Shiver. Blood of ice. Cold. Wither. Half as nice. Hair. Deathly. White as snow. Blade. Panic. Breathe in slow. Eyes. Crystal. Filled with hate. Scream. Protest. All too late. Knife. Cutting.
Lying on my death bed, Your face is all I see, The only thing worth living for, The only one I need.
Let darkness come. Try to frighten. But 'tis welcomed. For my writes, it enlightens. Creatures beyond us. Lurk in our shadows. In stories, they haunt. Come back from the gallows. Hear a creak.
#youngwritershousehold It felt like someone was pressing on my lungs, tightening them, trying to make it impossible for me to breathe.
Planks of ice and sheets of dust, A stone like face, a lifelike bust, A bloodless corpse and frozen heart, A body, wheeled out on a cart.
Soft beeping, Chemical air, You shouldn't be here, Life's unfair, Nurses whisper, Flowers lie, Beside your body, Please don't die... Gentle eyes, And greying hair, How will I cope, With you not...
I am the Déjà Vu you feel on entering a room, I am the chill upon your spine on sunny afternoons, You feel me when you say "Someone just walked across my grave!" And I'm the razor blade that cuts you...
Watching life lose Running got caught, Tried my best and fought. Kicking and screaming. But not succeeding. Losing lots of blood, Flowing out like a flood. Can't stop it. It's leaving me bit by bit.
Pushing through the crowd. Desperate heart dying. The last night of stars. In the sky they're crying. Tears run down my face. Surely my heart is broken. Death will come as too soon.
She was on the hospital bed, And I was far away, Thinking in my head, If she could any longer stay.
Girl: Slow down, we're speeding. Guy: No, this is fun. Girl: I'm scared. Guy: Do you love me. Girl: Yes, of course. Guy: Then say it. Girl: I love you... Please slow down. Guy: Now give me a hug.
#youngwritershousehold A shower of rain, Over head it came, Drops bouncing off the hard floor, Drenching me right down to my core.