Another Valentine's DayI'm not single,Another Valentine's Day by roadkillKitten
but I'm always alone.
I hold only my pillow at night,
fitful in dreams of you
so far away now,
so far away.
Kissing without touch,
heartbeats are a dial-tone
again and again and again
the clock mocks me in time
to the sound of metered rhyme
I scan between the lines
and wonder: what's real?
My touch between the space,
or this incessant heartache?
I miss you now
and always will,
stretched between one
lub-dub and the ticks and tocks,
I'm fading into grey.
Love and Time
were never on "my" side.
I miss you dear
and always will,
today, tomorrow, and every year.
I count stars and grains of sand,
one in my eye, one in hand...
Waiting is the game I failed.
I'm the dog at the door,
listening for the key
watching the knob,
disappointed by reality:
you aren't coming home
because, I was never there.
Tearing up calendar pages
and love letters in tears
we're both home alone.
Love JunkieMy lover's like a drug.Love Junkie by roadkillKitten
No good for me,
He lies with a beautiful tongue.
Puts me on a pedestal
in satin sheets.
Then knocks me down a peg
with a smile that’s all teeth.
He’s no good for me, but…
I look in the mirror
with the same eye
as the battered wife.
And I bide the lie because,
because he tastes so good
on mouth and on tongue!
No good for me.
Such tainted meat.
He’s like a drug.
Can’t get enough.
And I need a fix, ‘cause,
he knows I’m the one who’s broken,
“I love you” is the main-line in my vein.
Straight line to the brain.
And I’m a heart-beat away
from the edge.
A junkie on the bed.
Skinned knees and mascara-black eyes.
But he’s the dealer and the plug.
I’ll never get up,
‘cause he always brings me down.
And my place is the back-alley pint from a paper bag.
Spending in gutters with the rats and the thugs.
He’s no good for me.
But my love
David Grimm Chapter 37: The Fire Phoenix NationDavid Grimm Chapter 37: The Fire Phoenix Nation by DarkWolfWavius
I never thought I would end up back here again. I thought I put this hell behind me when we moved away from this place… But now, I have to come back to this Nation in order to save my teacher from a former classmate and his family. Thankfully, the trip didn’t take that long since Pixov’s group had a speedboat that was three times faster than the boat/ferries designed for travelling to The Fire Phoenix Nation and we arrived in about 20 minutes. You see, most wood/metal ships can’t stand the heat of this nation’s seawater, it’ll burn up upon impact and will kill humans on impact with the water. As such, those ships may be slower, but they are made out of fire-resistant materials in order to survive the voyage.
As we landed on the shores of this Nation, I began to speak to Aisu and Pixov. “Here we are guys. Welcome to Hell”. After a few seconds, I heard Pixov snickering to himself before responding, “I’ve seen worse dude, trust m
when my heart is deadwhen the sky fills up with darknes, blood fire of hatetrid...when my heart is dead by myenternalwish
when there's no will for me and everybody's ignores me...
when there's nothig but pain and gore in the world...
when love is dead and i'm thrsty for a drink of devotion...
when my heart fills up with my demon self and i will hate everything to give my hunger for killing...
when i am all beaten up cook with blood and dying flesh covered with tears of suicide..
i will gladly rest in the world of hell over a really unfair life!
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A Gallant Little FoxA GALLANT LITTLE FOXA Gallant Little Fox by yanghsun
Once upon a time there was a gallant little fox. She had no name because like all foxes, her parents didn’t give her one. Father fox said names were redundant. Foxes and other animals could tell you by scent. “Your smell is your name,” he said. Mother fox was gentler. “You may have a name if you wish so dear,” she said while smiling, “just find one”. But added later, “don’t go troubling yourself finding one, just be happy.”
When this little fox was three and a half, a rebellious teenager in human age, she had achieved lots. She was the fastest fox on her hill. She burrowed deeper than anyone else (even the rabbits). She had a sleek coat of red and brown. She knew she should be satisfied. She was satisfied. But just for her curiosity, the little fox went out to venture for more.
Her parents bid farewell. The trees she knew so well wept. The river whispered a goodbye. Only the rabbits and the c
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