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Perfect shape and flawless face, With emerald veins and gliding grace, Unbroken skin, unscathed, within, Awake, alert, yet pure and thin.
In her chest was a black heart, Beating viciously from when her life did start. It has nothing good inside or out, Her painted red lips she gave us a horrid pout.
Hello again, today is Saturday, December 1, 2012. I'd like to share another poem with y'all, so here it is.
The angels cry tonight, Terror touching ground. A savage, twisted sight, The Strange and deadly sound. Hold to faith real tight, When satanic kings are crowned.
Can you keep a secret, When I have words to lend. For I have things to tell you, And a little time to spend. Will you hide the magic beans, That I so lightly spill. Naive, you say.
All I need's a little smell, And I become a soulless shell, The smell entices all my bones, I see its many crimson tones.
Take me down to the bridge by the river, Tell no-body, Drop me into the icy waters, Mourn me.
Why does the sun have to come and ruin my night.
You came into my life It was kind of a blur A force to be reckoned with Carrying the scars of her We were mere friends But feeling grew over time I soon realised I had to have you I needed to know...
I'm doing fine, doing fine. But still they find me, plague my mind. Their demon fingers trail a thought. Thoughts I thought I had forgot. In the shadow, the cusp of sight.
He walked into the scene With his styrofoam cup, Strong coffee, two sugars, Takes a sup. Crime, scene, investigation, A bad story, indeed.
One cut Two cuts Three cuts, four Come now, dear What's one more.
#nightdwellers. The room is white,. Blank and clear,. No other soul in sight,. No other person near,. The pain still there. And multiple breaks,. My mind gone soul nowhere,.
Contains one swear word. Contacts blaze with glamour, Ribs jut through their skin, Emerald veins and cold demeanour, In amongst their kin.
Listen. Shout me a like, more than one and less than ten. We'll play a game, you and I. Play a game, you and I. You and I. We'll play a game, you and I. A twist on Russian roulette.
Push, pull Need, don't want You like this smile. But the tears, they haunt... It's dark in here, But don't turn on the light, I need to rest, Let it's grip become my plight.
#nightdwellers. Am I going to hell I really don't care. Anger rage confusion and doubt. Remember her the one who was here. Now she's gone and I am without. Tell her she broke me and made me this way.
Your lack of conscience. Is quite alarming. You trample on hearts. And walk away too damn calmly. You fill your prey up. With declarations of a pure love. Then move on to the next.
#colourchallenge Septic green Your picture's with me everywhere I like to feel your eyes upon me At times, I still, just stop and stare Not content to let you be I know the hour your lights go out...
Creamy white skin, Fiery, flowing hair. Ice cold eyes, An alluring stare. Poisonous words, A descendant of Seth. Blood red lips, The kiss of death.
My flesh will flee, My bones will bleach, My fangs will cut, My mouth will leech. Your heart will slow, Your breath will stop, Your limbs will freeze, Your chest will drop.
Pull the dagger from the wall Read your sentence before you fall No sleep tonight in fear of your death How could life be so cruel.
#ColourChallenge Ice blue where her eyes, to match the bitter cold of her soul. She was host to the bleakest winter, as the warmth from the sun he stole.
Lonesome woman. Whispers into thin air. Wearing torn clothes. Matching torn hair. Nighttime screams. Slowly tears apart. What still remains. Of her dreary heart. Lacking happiness. There is just pain.