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3 entries this month
 

Broke

20:34 May 06 2011
Times Read: 643


Screaming....screaming......break the flesh. Take the head and empty

it. Bore through the bone to find the bit. The broken pipe that

doesn't fit. A nervous bleeding. A broken song. A dark clad child sings

along. Her voice is cracking. Her emerald eyes stained red. Weary

teardrops the ground is fed. She doesn't understand. Her mind

cannot fathom. The mother that left her. A drug addiction that

founded:

A broken home.

A broken house.

A broken heart that had no chance.


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GRTR1
GRTR1
01:54 Dec 25 2019

sad yet nice





 

Waters edge

06:23 May 05 2011
Times Read: 653


I think there is something wrong,

A sorrow that builds upon a shaky foundation.

There is nothing left here,

Only the ruins of a burnt home.

Ashes that swirl in the whisper of mourn.

See the tears that soak the earth?

The walls that crumble at the sound.

Watch the flesh split.

Let the water drown.

Born of ashes,

Shall I tredge.

A lonely grave at the waters edge.

Stained with blood we cannot cleanse.

The murky shadows at the end.


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blackdogwarrior
blackdogwarrior
06:41 May 05 2011

keep them coming lol. they are good in my eyes and nice to read.





 

Winged things

06:02 May 05 2011
Times Read: 658


Watch the child run and play, see the smile on her face. Tears that fall from silent eyes. Cries that echo in the night. See the house as it burns. A lonely place where the fire churns. Beneath the rubble was a home. Broken and cold, but never alone. Filled with secrets that kept her bound. Tied her hands to the ground.

Killed the soul that longed to fly. Watch her now as she walks, silent footsteps that echo naught.There is something hidden deep. Within the soul that still does weep. As she walks through her life. A smile plays in the candle light. Vengeance seers in her blood. Singing songs that cannot be unsung. Watch her smile twisted and sick. Watch the light play on this. Open the scene with blood that sheds. Something so cruel that cannot be said. See the flesh that touches the ground, see that the wings are no where to be found.


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