| In all honestly, all submissions equally suck :] But feel free to give it a go. |
| In all honestly, all submissions equally suck :] But feel free to give it a go. |
Will You Be My Moon?I've found amongst the wicked bit,Will You Be My Moon?
Alone sits a small but humble Planet.
I watch from afar, this cute little ball,
For I hope that soon, gravity will help it fall-
Unto the atmosphere from wich I reside,
I'll wait right here with a listening eye.
Eye watch a bright Moon shimmer past the stars,
With a trail of light as I post on my fathers car,
I ask you dearly now,
could you be mine?
Can't You Feel It?Avoid avoid avoid avoid break avoid avoidCan't You Feel It?
breakcrackshattershattershardsfallingfallingfalling
Stop-stare.
They're glistening now.
"Can you see all the pretties?
They're waving. Wave back, don't be rude."
Wave casual casual casual casual normal
"Hmn?"
"I said, don't be rude."
The moon was broken. It was my fault. I caught the fish hook it was steadied on and I just…
…I just. I don't know why I did it.
I guess I thought it was the right time. I heeded all the reflective shards, t
DamnitI set my gaze towards the wrinkled tree on my left. Its distortion made me ill and sad. I ask myself why but I couldn't quite place my thoughts on the nearest idea. So I pull out a cigarette and reached for my matches only, I couldn't find them. I dig through my bag. 'Damnit.' I keep searching. Nothing. I give up and lean my back against the cemented wall behind me. It's hard, cold. It should be uncomfortable but for some reason, the most un-comforting places give the best comfort. Did you ever realize that? It's like not showering. Why does everyone find it so disturbing? The feeling of dirt blockadiDamnit
Brailleyou lie awake in winters wake with fairy tales that trail across your slit of eyeball crypt and all you feel is brailleBraille
yet you run around aimlessly contradicting your words point the finger, it's easy to blame For you think, of this, i have not heard!
Blimey toad Drunken folktime mule you're like all the others who eat lies for fuel
But pity you, i do for you will soon ponder this: How did I end up in a place like this?
And perish you will in the wrath of my hell For blindly you'll weaken slowly under my spell. &n
it's raining on my patioi'd peel back ][the skin][ so you could see thisit's raining on my patio
beat[beatbeatbeat]ing heart
but that would ruin the i l l u illusion s i o n
that i'm invincible.
because then you'd see how it falt...er..s when i think of you.
you'd see the way it forgets how to work whenyou'renear. see how it gives up when you're not.
if i am always
mur.
wtf, mate? :[
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how long can you expect love to outweigh ignorance?
As In, jesters....but with more wit?
good on you
goal completed. gallery read.
<3
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Servatis a periculum, servatis a maleficum.
"just keep smiling"--Mama
"sometimes it takes a long time to be able to play like yourself"- Miles Davis
~StepOutandBeYourself *Prose-R-Us
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