Twisted,
Connected
One can't be without the other
Two individuals so different,
Yet from the same mother
Linked,
Undivided,
Joined at the hip
One remains tortured on earth,
Into the shadows the other slips
Haunted,
Empty
I can still hear her chilling song
The melody still rings in my head,
In my mind she could do no wrong
Tortured,
Maddened
Why was her fate assigned?
Both covered with scars;
Of two different kinds
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I don't have much to tell you. I'm Nat, I'm 15, and I'm ridiculously boring
Dead soul eyes Numbed brain the spectre of you a ghostly pain Oil on water iridescent sheen the clearest skies I've ever seen I want my piece I want my slice of cheap Valhalla paradise forgive...
Flames licking at the charred remains from the year. A memory they would forever hold so dear. She weeps into his coat, her body now a wreck. He stands there, resolute, feelings in check.
Why does the sun have to come and ruin my night.
Edged with poison, This lullaby, Drug induced haven, My child's eye, Focusing darkly, This wicked lie, Defeats me. Life, This paradise, A slice, You gave me, Love, You saved me, And snatched it away.
#youngwritershousehold @AWriterGirl Open that door, That I sometimes peer through, Open that door, That opens only for you.
#firstlove Water laps around me, Pulling me under, Soothing my burnt skin, From my killing wonder. The car we one sat in, Was lit up with flames, Until I drove us in, The lake with sudden waves.
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.
Oh sweet sorrow feed me your lies What sin have you an offer today .
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