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Dream Number 22I limp down the footpath kicking pebbles shaped like opprobrium and mumbling echoes of lost lullabies as I stumble past that place.Dream Number 22
That place of silk words you spun, or were they discarded needles, drugging mirages of victims and death, into my empty bedside manner.
The maiden at the window declines a gingerbread welcome for me these days. Her furnace is too tendered she weeps, as she stokes it with papyrus and papercuts.
Her stares betray the blood oath, that I took with rusted element
and an antique teacup of salt, she tells me i
by ~Black--And--Blue
CoronerShe runs her fingers through my skin Layer by layer, she knows me. Holding my heart in her latex palm she scrubs me clean with memory.Coroner
She cuts my empty veins and flesh, exposing my toxin filled bones. Amputate my sorrow, donate my pain exorcise my resonant tones.
What will she tell them what can she write when I tell her that they
were the cause.
I pause.
Their deaf ears strain to hear,
now all my sounds are gone. Their cateract eyes strain to stare, now all that was isn't there.
My beige is as blue
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BodyMy eyes are not sky anymore They're ash. The arrogant wind burns them. And you love the wind.Body
My mind is not questioning anymore It's obsequious. Their perfect society doctors it. And doctors don't concern my health.
My lungs are not full anymore They're dejected. Your selfish breath wears them. And I don't care for breath.
My heart is not willing anymore It's deplorable. My stale blood erodes it. And letting blood is all I know
If life is in my body, my body is already dead.
by ~Black--And--Blue
Pagan FlamesWitching hour is creeping, Through hearts of blossom beating. The earth, wind and sea throw sighs. I lose my Were; overcome in her eyes.Pagan Flames
The shreds of grief show skin, abraised But healing arms protect me, saved. Shelter cast through Lethe & Bramble. With a whisper of heat; extra-flamey candle.
Where once an empty wicked hole, Replenished in love by a wiccan soul. Truth incensed through eyes exquisite. By spellful voice; darkness inhibit.
Burning aside the shadows, compel. Enchanted, completely, under her spell. By way of lips, peaceful wa
by ~Black--And--Blue
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When life gives you lemons,
make orange juice
and leave them wondering
how the hell you did it!
and it was bloody sick!
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When life gives you lemons,
make orange juice
and leave them wondering
how the hell you did it!
and it was bloody sick!
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chacun à son goût
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chacun à son goût
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