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I was ten, An innocent child, When was it really love. That bombarded my tile, He confidently asked: 'will you go out with me?' I said 'No.
Inspired by 'nettles' by vernon scannell :) In the hot days of summer time I watch you shine like a dime Playing with all your little friends Day after day until summer ends But during that period...
He stood in the corner Just quietly watched Drink in his hand Scotch on the rocks His grey silk suit Glistened in the light His trousers fitted Not loose, and not tight He stared with intent At the...
Hello My name is Ruth I'm an ugly women with no children But I own an inn With my husband harry He has just run away With his new girlfriend to Hawaii Now I am sad Sad as I'll ever be With now no...
Criminal Girl Part 3 "Oh sh*t!" Spencer shouted. "There aren't anymore bullets in my gun!" "Ha!" I said. "Well, now what are you going to do?" "Hey, beautiful," Spencer whispered proudly.
#nightdwellers#beginningline A short loud whack cut through the silence and shattered it into a thousand tiny pieces and in that fragment of time I knew all that we had was lost, that you had gone.
I remember the way you looked at me,. The way in which you were always smiling. The way you were always trusting with me,. Even though the problems kept compiling.
It was a fragile stability, that kept the man in his place. Shuffling up and down corridors, inner turmoil etched on his face. He hated the indignity, when summoned to cue for his meds.
I look in the mirror What do I see.
The building crumbles beneath them, Distorted screams arise, evil sent to the abyss, The devil's treasured prize.
Leave alone the cocaine son, always stick with the speed. And if you feel like getting drunk, then boy go smoke some weed. Masturbate and fornicate, but keep your tackle clean.
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.
#ataleoftales Filled with conviction, purpose and Athena's blessing, I proceeded out the cell door to the dark, dungeon hallway.
"WHAT RIGHT DO YOU HAVE?!?!" she screamed at the girls bewildered face, stricken with fear from the loudness of her voice. "WHAT RIGHT DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE AWAY ONE PERSONS CHANCE AT HAPPINESS?!?.
There once was a man named Dale. Who's life was a harrowing tale. More heartbreak and woe. Than you ever did know. Everyday he would cry without fail. His first wife named Colleen.
Shadows shift as I walk in the twilight, Movement just below my line of sight. The creature stalks me again, A stranger alone with not a friend. Sense of fear feeds its drive, Will I make it out...
(I wrote a Snow White poem with a twist and I really enjoyed writing that so I am writing a Cinderella one as well!) Sitting by the fireplace, Thread and needle in her hand, Sewing every dress and...
#colourchallenge. There was a young man named Trey. Who's hair was silvery grey. The kids all made fun. Until he bought a gun. He became the silver assassin that day. There once was a man named Liu.
How could James do this... How dare he. They used to be so in love, so smitten... Now look. Stone cold heartbreak.
Marcus's POV I was so angry, I clenched my teeth tighter and tighter as the cabin crew went through the flight procedures. I was going to find her and if they so much as laid a finger on her.
~Spooky story; not mine~ Mad Henry was a hermit who lived alone in a decrepit mansion at the edge of town. Rumors were rife about the wild-eyed man.
I pointed at the thug inside the bar. 'he's the one who smashed up your car!'. In fact it was me a few hours before. Watched as this thug pushed the other to the floor.
(Warning contains one swear word) #halloweenparty #costume What should I wear to the party of the year. Shall I dress to impress, create the maximum fear.
#halloweenparty. Along came a spider. One fine September day. Minding her own business. She began to spin away. Round in decreasing circles. Making up her web. She'd have to finish soon.