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I was walking along the shore one day I picked up a rock and thew it away It fell in the ocean and sank all the way down Then I had a thought to throw in the rest of the ground I dug and I...
Curses are like death spooned into your mouth struggling to get it out. Two girls suffer there curse. One seeking sunlight the other killing nonstop during full moon wishing for peace.
He used to have it all: Money, friends and love, A good relationship with life And the world around him. But after a while he faltered. As the years passed by he slipped And he became someone else.
It follows the life of a woman in her late 20s. She wants a baby. Living in a real world, she can shape-shift. She goes by two identities- will and beth- two very attractive people.
With cool blue eyes, And hair like vines, And veins of green, Her arm entwines, She sits so still, Quite statuesque, And in the breeze, Hairs arabesque.
The wind has lost his wife, And so with winter comes his woe. His summer breeze has gone, bypassed, Billowing, bereaved, he blows. His howls cause deathly hanging. Autumnal hints he has to take.
If there is a God,. Let me pray,. If there is magic,. Let it stay,. If there are stars,. To wish upon,. Turn this ugly. Into a swan,. If there is a God,. Let him hear me,. If there is magic,.
There's a change inside of me, And it's time to let this beast out. I feel this change as my muscles grow. My claws appear. All nice, sharp and tippy curled. My teeth fall out as new ones drop down.
Sleeping beauty, Asleep on her bed, Never to awake. Snow White, Bitten into a poison apple, Blood trickling from her lips. Dead.
My skin can't keep it in My heart keeps pumping My body can't contain My adrenaline again This time could be the last Present time, not the past My head is expanding I don't know how I'm...
#LandFarAway Now you'd think, this isn't strange, It's just a toad, nothing deranged. But as I tried to walk down the track, My feet wouldn't let me, They're pulling me back.
To Brianna, enjoy. From Daisy. #BedTimeStory All over the world there are these little creatures called sea and sun petals. The sea and sun petals live on all the seas over the earth.
The fog is getting closer The darkness coming through Crawl under your bed Or they'll come for you Creeping ever closer Coming right for you They have a thirst, a hunger And you're never going back...
#nightdwellers. Where the lightning was made. He'd heard of such a place. His journey had been long. Effort etched upon his face. He'd grown sick within himself. And too accustomed to the pain.
I've got a handful of bark from this tree, It tastes like cigars my grandma used to smoke. And I've made a wound with my knife in this tree, and when I stick my tounge in it tastes like. Honey.
Walk with me down the alleyway To my house at the end of roads It is humble, I must say But perfection amongst abodes Bread is baking in the hearth Chestnuts roasting on the stove Warmth is...
Ready for a new adventure new life new fun Ready to walk forwards or maybe even run ready to experiment and try something new Painting my mind red,several coats to hide the blue Experience new...
Once upon a time - long ago, There was a land of sand and snow, A distant realm beyond the seas, Barren of grass, flowers and trees.
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...
Wild thing caterwauls, late at night: Glittering bright and eyes wide As I sit at my windowsill, looking on.
The crimson trail disappeared into the night.
Pale skin. White as snow. In the sun. She never goes. Pale blonde hair. With ice blue eye. She is winter. A cold desire. Delicate snowflake. Crystal tears. Spring is coming. This she fears.
-From the O2 advert!- Run Boy Run. This world is not made for you Run Boy Run. They’re trying to catch you Run Boy Run. Running is a victory Run Boy Run. Beauty lays behind the hills Run Boy Run.
An explosion. Of darkness and absolute black. An explosion. From which there is no coming back. An explosion. There's no way to defend. An explosion. Bringing life to an end. An invention.