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loveI used to look it uplove by ~FRAUSTRIA231
never knowing
what it really was
then she came along
into my life
now i know what love is
she showed
me what it was
with her heart
that's as fine as gold
I love her
forever and always c:
there will never be a moment,
in my life when i don't mean it :3
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Waiting For It To ScabI opened a book and there on the pageWaiting For It To Scab by ~Sasukesadork
Flattened and dead and ancient
Was a fruit fly, like a flower pressed there.
I had to pick it off the paper with my nail
Like it was a scab on skin, like
That fly fell in love with that paper
And just couldn't let go.
Death and love go together the same way that
Love and everything go together
Once you've fallen hard enough.
Hit your head.
Then everything floats through you in this
Same weird hue,
Like a smell you can see through
And it smells like him.
And he's the only thing that will come out of your fingertips
When you pick up a pen to write, and he's there
Every time you find a wind
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A Perpetual HumanityDon't scratch the mask that hides you.
Your words will break, instead.
"It doesn't get much better,
But it don't get worse," she said.
Don't sing a song of praises
For the price of what you sold.
Your legs aren't growing longer.
Like the stars, we're growing old.
Your ankles lashed in lightness
You crash into the sky -
Please open up the door, my dear.
It's only passing-by.
Envy is a mistress.
Unlike Love, she is not blind.
She'll tut, and tweak, and tinker,
'Til your eyes are just aligned.
And when you're done and ravaged
She will beg you, as she leaves
To go, and do the laundry -
Wash the stains out from your sleeves.
Lady LustThey sat together at a table set for nine
Just him and her, then seven empty seats
To wait for guests who failed to show
Even when the clocks struck twelve
Chimes to shatter moonlight with their blows.
"Should we not wait for them to come?
His question stretched through the room
And crossed their silence sat between
Their two chairs at opposite ends
So her face and features remained unseen.
"But they are here can you not see?"
She asked with faint amusement
As his eyes searched the empty space
And found only what had been
Leaving him to wonder what was meant.
"No one sits here but for us my dear
Apart from dust there is just a
DareI am a god,
Blessed to sense the feelings of prey,
Cursed with tainted sight.
Slaughtered are the pity fools,
Who declared to create miracles,
Yet damned my eyes to darkness.
In this world absent of color,
The angel's dust brings bliss,
And acid calls for sweet salacity.
Reality's deafening scream,
Follows with the loss of those delicacies,
Priced so highly for blank papers.
Not one soul in this wasteland,
Has a worth equal to this currency;
The key of the gateway to my haven.
So to murder and so to abuse,
Whatever gaining action gathers the bones,
Will be done for the sake of a god's sight.
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