Work In Progress Still bitter from pain of yesteryear,Work In Progress by ~kompletelykhaos
Worn out scars running down my face.
That blade, so deep, tucked away beneath my skin
Jagged tears spewing my heart astray.
My heart secluded between two worlds,
Burned from and yearning for love.
Always fearful rejection pushing away,
Uncertainty surfacing just above.
Memories She sat there. In front of her lay a pig staring back at her. Her daughter had picked out the desktop image. It was the pig from her favorite movie. The picture had been sitting on the desktop for six months. She remembered the day it got there.Memories by ~kompletelykhaos
He was sitting there with their daughter on his lap flipping through images until Alice clapped and pointed at the pig. "Daddy, dat one," Catherine remembered her saying in her babbling little two year old voice. Calvin smiled at her and set the pig as the desktop image. That was back when he was still around, back when he still tried to be a daddy.
She sat there, continuin
Drifting In And Out Again Hold out your hand, I want to take it.Drifting In And Out Again by ~kompletelykhaos
I want to press my palm against yours.
Embrace your fingers with mine,
I need to hold you in my arms.
Let me see your lips, they entice me.
I reach out my fingertips.
So soft and moist, so inviting,
I press my lips to yours.
Expose your skin to me, pretty baby.
So soft against my own.
My fingertips enjoy your smoothness,
enjoying the time alone.
Within this embrace, your scent drifts upwards,
saturating all sensations.
With deep breaths, I breathe you in,
my knees caving to their instabilization.
From within my arms, you disappear.
And I drift into dreams once more.
The better sondaughter Nevertheless, the perpetual destination arrivesThe better sondaughter by ~foonr
Though the doors jam shut for me.
We've known it was coming, but rails are
The friends of fate: steaming, falling,
Plunge me to the chasm below.
And all this while a remedy is backlit and there.
Darkness draped around the quiet side,
Can only this pathway turn the silent tide?
I am but one pair of shoulders
Prematurely exposed to the shadows.
Still other sinews continue, marching
With tears confined to stories alone, mere entertainment,
Endless, assumed. They don't face the riddles
I choose to burn using myself as fuel.
The urge to be dust upon the sky, reassuringly
Heightens on
Poison Girl by *Kumoashi
Sta.sh
(to the tune of "dance to the music")
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we're all mad here!
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tha porkeypines luv cotton candy!
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we're all mad here!
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You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?
~bleachclub ~Cain-GodChild-Club *HostClub *DeathNotefan ~Adult-Swim-Club
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tha porkeypines luv cotton candy!
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tha porkeypines luv cotton candy!
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we're all mad here!