The Aftermath Of A Storm You left your words in my mind.The Aftermath Of A Storm by ~ThisBrokenSky
Your feelings? Still buzzing through my heart.
Your touch still burns my skin.
And your scent is invading my nostrils.
My eyes see you,
My ears hear you.
Also, one more thing;
You seemed to have left your knife in my back.
Poisonous Honey I can feel your claws...Poisonous Honey by ~ThisBrokenSky
ripping at the nape of my neck,
constricting my breath.
The poison of your words,
tainting my blood.
Muddling my thoughts and
confusing my feelings.
The want for more is strong,
but my self-preservation is stronger.
You will not break me...
I will not die by your hand.
Beautiful Confliction Yes and no,Beautiful Confliction by ~ThisBrokenSky
up and down,
black and white.
All these words...
they remind me of us.
Of the way we clash,
so beautifully
Light and dark,
right and wrong.
Fate has pulled us away,
yet destiny will not have it.
We will forever return.
The diversities...
they shall be our greatest triumph
the lion is my love i.the lion is my love by ~prairiedaisy
there is a bite to words
you do not feel. do not speak,
ii.
for fiend-flesh states a weakness
before your baser bent slakes
the stench of graphic animal.
iii.
brute, you have truculence
for teeth and paper gums
bleeding into morning light.
do not hold me slightly.
iv
do not touch me like you could keep
me with two fingers, the backhand
of probing profanity like an oath spoken
into a heat that is all body and no mass.
v.
your surge is the rush of hunt, the smell
of iron thick in your throat.
this helpless bouquet is but
disguise for the vitriol
Stunned 
Sta.sh
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For the sake of my sanity, here's a cheat sheet.
Your= possesive [where's your dog?]
You're=you are [you're cute]
There=a place [it's over there]
They're=they are [they're eating]
Their= possesive [their plushie]
-runs away-
--
Maybe you'll learn when the dirt fills your lungs.
I am your nightmare,
I am the shape in the dark,
I am your ending,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
God knows I've had better.
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the real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. - marcel proust
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the real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. - marcel proust
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Maybe you'll learn when the dirt fills your lungs.
I am your nightmare,
I am the shape in the dark,
I am your ending,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
God knows I've had better.
--
For the sake of my sanity, here's a cheat sheet.
Your= possesive [where's your dog?]
You're=you are [you're cute]
There=a place [it's over there]
They're=they are [they're eating]
Their= possesive [their plushie]
(P.S.- I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE! =O
P.P.S.- well... the general area XD
P.P.P.S.- Lol... the one above says "pp" XD
P.P.P.P.S.- Yeah, this is Caroline, just to make sure you don't like... freak out and call the cops)
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Maybe you'll learn when the dirt fills your lungs.
I am your nightmare,
I am the shape in the dark,
I am your ending,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
God knows I've had better.
XDDD
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For the sake of my sanity, here's a cheat sheet.
Your= possesive [where's your dog?]
You're=you are [you're cute]
There=a place [it's over there]
They're=they are [they're eating]
Their= possesive [their plushie]