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The StandI'm standing at the top of a building.The Stand
My life has been but a web of lies. ( I don't belong ) Whispered poems in the dark, soft touches. Alcohol and drugs. And tears. The sun used to be bright, the stars used to be beautiful. My eyes are bleeding, and my ears have gone deaf. The smell of rotting flesh, a taste of blood. ( I don't want to belong ) Broken dolls, muffled cries. Pain and hatred. Hatred for them all. But most of all, hatred for myself. My heart is pounding. I try to scream but my lungs are collapsing fast. I can't breathe, i can't breathe, ican'tbreathe. My life ha
by ~vicka-aurora
Meta thn katastrofhΟι θεοί μας είναι όλοι νεκροί (τους σκοτώσαμε, εμείς τους σκοτώσαμε όλους). Είναι άνοιξη, Μάρτιος, τώρα θα άνθιζαν τα δέντρα (είMeta thn katastrofh
by ~vicka-aurora
Little girl deathDeath came by my house that night He took my mom, he took my dad My sister and my mindLittle girl death
I tried to move, I tried to scream I told myself it was a dream But she was there, that child of death My little hole, my inner self
My home it smells of rot since then And everything is painted red But I have sworn to find that child And when I do I won't be mild
I'll rip her eyes off her head And sew her lips well with a thread I'll slit her throat and taste her blood And then I'll give the final stab
Once I'm done with that sweet girl &nb
by ~vicka-aurora
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is religiously metaphoricali am the boy who lays at the bottom of swimming pools, and enjoys that feeling, you know the one, where air slips from your mouth and you are almost to the point of drowning, then the sun casts down through deep blue, and you shift your bones in quickly manners to cause the adrenaline to rush you to the surface. i lay in wheat fields over night and converse with miniscule crickets, and field mice. we chatter about our lives and our lovers, and how the poor mrs. field mouse found a trail of shiny blood leading to her slain husband, laying in a ditch across the highway.is religiously metaphorical
'you know' she says, 'i knew those bright lights that filled
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O my, haven't you heard? The truth is untrue...
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