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Ill find you.Frozen forget me nots. Various shades of violence Grave stones as pillows, hollow porcelain skin asleep Haphazard hand me downs, worn for worse than wear The gallows awaiting; time ticking timelessly Retracing faded paw prints; pummelled by gunfire Wars of yesterday raging; post traumatic me.Ill find you.
Part 2; parts of me, doctors advised pills and practicality Aimless; tiresome; take two tablets; take another breath Needed by nothing, nothingness without existence Captured salted sobs, keyhole surgery; open closed doors.
Duck taped lips; chapped and chattering in the summer heat
by ~ChibiInSurburbia
My State Of Mind.Words falling faster than thought; Must not think, tears do not glisten Your hand on my throat, tongue to my lips; For once just fucking listen.My State Of Mind.
Pushed the covers to the floor; Your hand across my thigh Felt the scars between your fingertips; But you never asked why.
I wasn't such a deadset weight; when our breaths caught up in the heat. Until you called for next in line; and asked me to take the furthest seat.
An emotional fist; centimetres from my face; shoved me to the floor Pulled me to my feet; screaming, purposefully, I always asked for more.
They always said t
by ~ChibiInSurburbia
PromisesTears like hot wax; from an old burnt out candle Relit from a blackened match; to fit. Blank photo frame waiting for a something new Gathering dust, like the shoebox in the cupboard.Promises
A silver chain; tangled with the memories it saw Glistening cheeks and numbness in my lips In love with a thorn; when promised a rose Cut to the bone; and hurriedly left alone.
Good things leave dark marks; stains like the wine From Christmastime; where we didn't have to try Dreams became nightmares from a forgotten time Promises; Pain; Pills and the pursuit of happiness
by ~ChibiInSurburbia
mavolent abuse.It's the holocaust of the century; gorging on your flesh And the suicide of millions, you'll have to do you best It's a hunter being hunted and your prey is on the loose And a silence so sincere; you could hardly tell the truthmavolent abuse.
It's roses withering in winter; their petals dried up in a jar And the violent metal glinting brought down upon you hard It's the pages of a fragile story; where sin began to rhyme
And the subtle mocking flames licking the fiction's spine
It could have been an eagle, glancing within her eyes And that sick mind saw seduction right between her thighs. &
by ~ChibiInSurburbia
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Dolls and PartsI've always been intrigued by your firstDolls and Parts
As I'm placed right beside
The only one you will truely cherish and remember.
I feel like I was a new toy
So curious to unwrap, to see what was inside,
I wasn't exactly what was intended but yet you were impressed
And you loved me all the same.
You adored me
And I still remember the laughter, our games, the nights that turned into days with you,
You would have taken me anywhere
I knew I was in the palm of your hand the whole time.
But people, they grow out of yo
by ~delirium-dream
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- Interests: Art, The beautiful things.
- Favourite movie: Rocky Horror Picture Show
- Favourite genre of music: Harstyles/Alternative/Indie
- Favourite artist: Andy Warhol
- Favourite poet or writer: C.S Lewis
- Favourite photographer: Andy Warhol
- Favourite style of art: Contemporary Post Modern
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Shine on, you crazy diamond.
Well, i hope thats not a bad thing =]
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Shine on, you crazy diamond.
Check out my stuff, I love yours =]
Welcome to dA, your photos are very nice.
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Thankyou
I finally joined, took me ages to do it.
Im glad you like my stuff =]
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