Posts Tagged ‘ murder ’
in the darkest night of the week by the loneliest point of the street i used to await the passers by and those who may have tears in their heart might step into my lie i was the prettiest creature with such an inappropriate nature which is hidden and apparently shy it is my shameful [ READ MORE ]
whenever in the night if i happen to have moon in the sight it would shine my new born dew a dew for the things i never knew stuck in the light, the repentant white no tears were there to squeak through my eyes, they said of a brute in plight who was never pretty [ READ MORE ]
in the garden by the roses with no light to reflect their color i used to sit by you each and every day they grew, they grew more like you decaying pieces of dress you wore once lied bleeding at your roots not so red now though,they still sit by you and the soft red [ READ MORE ]
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