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Icicle Dreamsdeeply and darkly: the thoughts in my head time creeping closer to the daylight I dread I scramble below to hide from the light it's warmth seeping down, I long for the nightIcicle Dreams
lost beyond grasp and icicle dreams the sun hurts my eyes, the dark is my wing I long for your hurt so that I may breathe again to take joy in you is the sweetest of sins
into the earth I wander, drinking the sweet air this curse of empty whispers stalks me everywhere I see your face before my eyes, sink to my feet and weep what price I pay for your love, this everlasting sleep?
by ~penned-from-darkness
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The HandI hear the thrashing of the water, I see the sharp, jagged rocks, I'm up so high, Should i jump? Yes, I'm going to jump, I go to jump but... I'm being held back by a hand, A hand that's strong and unfamiliar. I see the gun, It's loaded, Should i do it? Yes, I pull the trigger but... The guns being pulled away, Pulled away by the strong but unfamiliar hand. Then i hear this voice, It's deep, It's soothing, It says, "you have a life live it, dont make that horrible mistake so many young people make, &nbsThe Hand
by ~black-laced-heart
waste of waterWater hits my face Runs down my body Tracing my outline My tears run with it Over my flesh Down the drain Blending with the water Unseen, unnoticed The water washes my body The tears cleanse my soul Flowing away Out of sight, out of mind I’m going out of my mind And you’ll never know You never see this I hide it from you Pretend its all ok “I need a shower” Whenever we fight “I need a shower” It washes away my tears Washes away the pain And you never have to know I’ll never tell You’re not worth thiswaste of water
by ~derangedfairy
StainedAnother generation striving for individuality fails to see the irony. Those wading through the crises of their mid-life, grasp at them like branches over quicksand.Stained
The insecure, fashion crutches to lean on, and sex aids to add spice to the bland
ingredients of their make-up.
Inked indelibly by the brands of fashion like so many cows in a Western,
all parts of the herd and duly marked
for ownership, be it Celtic, Gothic or Disney. Tribal markings decorate the tribe-less, the adopted insignia of ancient clans of which neither they,
nor their forefat
by ~flamemc
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