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She's Certainly Cold Now... Cold NowShe's Certainly Cold Now... by ~spiralsinthedark
Walking in on the scene it could have been a murder. If only it had been. It was godawful that day. Blood everywhere. Hell, there were chunks. She blew her brain out. Put the gun right between her own eyes, they say. Cold steel, right there. Were her fingers shaking when she pulled the trigger? Did she think about it first? How many times did she see herself standing there, facing the window, so her last sight could be the dirty, painful sky she never had hopes of reaching?
Couldn't have been more often than I've now dreamt about that scene, her frail self holding the gun. Her cold hands no longer reaching for support, just an end.
I'm sure it counts, my love. "What, I have any sort of grace?"I'm sure it counts, my love. by ~spiralsinthedark
.scoff.
"Well, when I see you sleeping,
I feel as if I've been graced by an angel.
Doesn't that count?"
A special feeling spreads in my stomach,
when you hold me like you do, close,
I feel so close, and so warm,
Happy and loved.
"You're the graced one? I'd think the one
in complete peace,
&nb
Give And Take How much is one person allowed to take?Give And Take by ~spiralsinthedark
I guess it depends on the give,
I guess it depends on the need.
How much strain am I supposed to take?
Does that even matter to me?
I'd guess not, the way I forget.
How much is anyone allowed to wish?
Am I allowed to wish for him?
Am I allowed to wish for them?
Can I even help, or is this all pointless?
I sure hope it's not.
Because I'm giving too much for that.
Pandora by *super-sheep
Outside the box I am writing this poemOutside the box by ~Jaime-kendrick
Just because i want you to know
That my purpose in life is to be nothing like you.
Afraid of your own shadow,
Living life in a box, whithin a box
While pretending to be unique and attempting to convince
Us that you always tell the truth.
So what if i take drugs?
I am one step ahead of you and i know that when i am
Finally dead i can look back and say,"I´m glad i did what i did
While i was alive because this was my only ride, a one way ticket to hell
That turned out to be the best trip any one could sell."
Yeah, life sucks but your life sucks so much even more
when you don´t take a chance and exp
Sta.sh
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"A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation."
Friedrich Nietzsche
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