

Kissing the RainThe droplets trickle down the window pane, Like the tears of yesterday glistening on your pale skin. I press my lips to the cool glass, Made icy by the dawn of a new spring. And I remember the taste, The saline fear and pain on my lips, When I kissed it better.Kissing the Rain
The rhythmic beating of the rain haunts me now, Reminiscent of your aching heart once pressed against mine, Seeking shelter and comfort in the height of the storm. Before the skies cleared.
And freedom shone through the suffocating clouds


It's the little thingsShe casts analysing glances around the ensuite, Bare-footed and preparing for much needed sleep. Despite her best intentions, the un-emptied bin Screams unsanitary curses Clippings of nails scattered on its base In her mind, the hair draped over the shower head Is a garrotte And disturbing even more are the clots Of hair, victims of war, far from home, Lying dead in the corner of the shower tray.It's the little things
Steadying herself, she gazes into the sink, Knots of hair haunt her still, But now joined by dental floss twisting down the drain. As she struggles to feel like she&


Bored of the FamilyDon't let them see you cry, My mother told me, it's for this I deaden the concern, To leave when my eyes are drying, I am a fool with legs, colours, Clean until drying, and shining like scum on the rocks. The teacher removes this light from bare hands. And the children are whispering Behind the arms of a starfish. They play in the hot and sunny garden. But I stay here, like my mother told me. Beneath the window there is an aquarium, Some golden fish are always swimming around. They imitate their own reflections and continue to swim around. I dipped a finger in the wBored of the Family


PreyPreyPrey
Eyes pierce as you are observing me, waiting for the right moment to attack.
Your invading tongue searches me as you are surrounding in circles, trying to discover cold sweat.
Lethal canine teeth shake my defense as you grin devilishly, expecting a wrong word - a wrong move.
Your pulsing body squeezes me - tightening its grasp, pushing me to give in.
Fangs will end my life as soon as I tell you that I do not love you.
Devious Comments
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i live a masquerade.
black masks and black nights.
my dreams are glitter and gold.
what a world.
what a life
to live behind a mask.
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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*twitch*
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i live a masquerade.
black masks and black nights.
my dreams are glitter and gold.
what a world.
what a life
to live behind a mask.
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Dr. Gregory House: I'm extremely disappointed. I send you out for exciting, new designer drugs, you come back with tomato sauce.
really like your art
You're very talented, especially for your age
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Dr. Gregory House: I'm extremely disappointed. I send you out for exciting, new designer drugs, you come back with tomato sauce.
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*twitch*
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i live a masquerade.
black masks and black nights.
my dreams are glitter and gold.
what a world.
what a life
to live behind a mask.
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Tęsknoty smak nie jest mi obcy.
Zostałem sam, aniołowie już poszli.
Níl blas an tnútháin coimhthíoch dom.
Tá mé fághta i m'aonar, tá na haingil imithe cheana.
So, I haven't
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Dr. Gregory House: I'm extremely disappointed. I send you out for exciting, new designer drugs, you come back with tomato sauce.
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Tęsknoty smak nie jest mi obcy.
Zostałem sam, aniołowie już poszli.
Níl blas an tnútháin coimhthíoch dom.
Tá mé fághta i m'aonar, tá na haingil imithe cheana.
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Tęsknoty smak nie jest mi obcy.
Zostałem sam, aniołowie już poszli.
Níl blas an tnútháin coimhthíoch dom.
Tá mé fághta i m'aonar, tá na haingil imithe cheana.
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Dr. Gregory House: I'm extremely disappointed. I send you out for exciting, new designer drugs, you come back with tomato sauce.
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Tęsknoty smak nie jest mi obcy.
Zostałem sam, aniołowie już poszli.
Níl blas an tnútháin coimhthíoch dom.
Tá mé fághta i m'aonar, tá na haingil imithe cheana.
*hugs*
haha thanks same to you & I like your gallery
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Things will be okay in the end, if everything isn't okay, it's not the end.
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