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A Love Poem, of sorts You're like an exploding sunA Love Poem, of sorts by ~Archangel-Samael
Violent and entrancing
A dark display for adrenaline junkies
Seemingly immune to all my subtle romancing
Where there a chance I could
Trade away the drugs for a night
And pump my veins full of you
I'd fight for that with all my might
Staunch the blood
Shooting from my neck
Please, save me
Save this burning wreck
A standalone man
With one weakness alone
You stepped into my life
And like a light you shone
I'm a fool to believe
But there's nothing else I've got
I've naught but a job to live for
The rest has gone to rot
Honestly, you complete me
Like a missing puzzle piece
I've searched for you f
Death of the world There's a room.Death of the world by ~IceFireAlchemist
In the room there are four corners.
One of the corners is a dark place.
One of the corners is home to flashy lights and a desperate girl.
One of the corners is real, and true, and a young boy sits on a chair quietly looking at the final corner
The last corner holds a woman with blue hair and green eyes, dying.
The girl tries to avoid looking at the dying woman and busies herself with makeup and commercialism
The empty corner grows darker still
The woman gasps for a few more breaths
The boy wonders if he is the only one who cares.
The woman dies
The girl leaves the room
The empty corner vanishes.
And the boy is le
A Life Metaphor Life is like a beach, the lines in the sand represent the people you know and those who are involved in your life, the rocks represent moments in time significant to you life and the water represents you. The closer a line in the sand or a rock is to the water the closer it is to your heart.A Life Metaphor by ~1Huntsman1
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