Heart and GroinHeart and GroinHeart and Groin
Little white nails stroking little rhythmic patterns, Merciless on my flesh. Feather light, whisping mockery of heaven on hell. Claw me, rip me mouth to heart and groin. Please.
End this masquerade. Talons parading feathers on silk. Release this illusion. Give me bloody mercy.
Little grin baring little white incisors Nipping so gently. No evidence of tender scorching sin. Devour my flesh, peel me skin to muscle and bone. Please.
Lower your grand baton. Leave a rotting, shame filled trail. Drain my
A Wish at a TimeA Wish at a TimeA Wish at a Time
If I could wish it all away, Would I still feel the same? Or would I wish to be powerless Without wishes again?
Or since a wish is a power
And power corrupts Would I have a care for the past Or would I wish that the wish would last?
Would it even come true Once the wish had been wished? Would it just flutter away As the wisher still prays?
Would chance be so cruel
To a child in hell Who wishes on stars
and on candles and wells?
As a child no longer And an adult not quite yet
Staccato GaspsBlood Betrayal and Staccato GaspsStaccato Gasps
Sometimes I have a need. Sometimes I shake and breathe in staccato gasps, My head spins and my silver savior is all I can see. And every time I bleed I am grateful for the stinging release, The physical flow of tension escaping its cage. The bubbling rage trickles away and I can breathe again. But sometimes I fight. Sometimes I tremble and stare unseeingly. My body grows weak And the poison in my veins grows thick and relentless. Sometimes I remember a promise to the only one that matters And it’s a choice of betraying my teacher o
Half Offhalf OffHalf Off
Happy Birthday little boy. Here's a coin for your troubles, Facing the flip side of love. I'm sorry, but you signed up for the wrong deal: Shelter, food, money and everybody's alive. You forgot the discount of 75% off
For no affection.
Blow out the candles little boy. Everybody's already in the dark. Why not finish it all? Get back in line and count your pennies. Maybe it's only 50% off next time.
Little boy, unwrap your gift; A single shot to kiss or kill. Pucker up and hist the floor. Stain it with your ink numbed f
namin shit
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sooner or later we are getting ours
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The man who never alters his opinions is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind. ~ William Blake
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
~ Lord Byron
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"胸の中いつか拾った 幸せのかけら 集めてみよう"
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No regrets
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No regrets
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You have no excuse, I'm WhiteFang...
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I always felt that I hadn't achieved what I wanted to achieve. I always felt I could get better. That's the whole incentive.
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Sanity, drugs, and alcohol are overrated.
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