"A Flood of Colors"While sitting at the table I looked around,"A Flood of Colors"
What I saw didn’t match the way I felt,
I saw everything in black and white,
No colour anywhere,
The trees were black and dead,
The sky was grey,
The wind brought drops of water
that stung my hands and arms,
From the tips of my fingers it spread,
Like a plague,
The warmth was stolen from my very bones,
I began to shake,
First in my arms and then in my legs.
I glanced at you and something caught my eye,
Your heart was beating and with every beat things began to live,
Colour flooded that scene, &nb
The Desolate HillSitting on a mound of dirt,The Desolate Hill
Covered with minute saws that graze my legs, Watching my life drip slowly away,
Dripping from my open wounds I see, A memory that reminds me of the day, Spent on this same hill, We watched the sun break into a thousand pieces, The sky was massive,
Midnight dark and dreary,
Except for the flashing fragments still living, Forming natures twilight, All was peaceful all was calm, But something’s changed It's not the same A perpetual flame burns singeing all, Leaving only loneliness,
Replacing what once was laughter, &nb
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I wish I had an Octopus for a crotch. A Blue-Ringed Octopus for a crotch. Then I'd painfully kill anyone I would rape. Which is everyone.
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ADVERTISMENT: Eating your children... the new birth control.
Side note: remember... im partially crazy
her real name's imogen jennifer jane heap.
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I wish I had an Octopus for a crotch. A Blue-Ringed Octopus for a crotch. Then I'd painfully kill anyone I would rape. Which is everyone.
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ADVERTISMENT: Eating your children... the new birth control.
Side note: remember... im partially crazy
Add me, clutch pig!
I's loves you! ^-^
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