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10:51 Nov 22 2024
Times Read: 97

Born again
born in pain
She was but a child when she fell

with each dawn come limerance
but not for her
She knows no happy
she knows light
and therefore so..

Darkness her maker
bright the father
but more cruel so

we are
born again
born in pain.

COMMENTS

STABB666
21:12 Nov 23 2024

First time I've ever had to look up a word. We learn something new with each dawn also. Thank you.

Baest
10:05 Nov 24 2024

well i noticed i spelled it wrong..
pardom, english is not my first language and i am, self taught.

Baest
10:06 Nov 24 2024

pardon'' lol

STABB666
03:34 Nov 26 2024

You're speech pattern makes for interesting reading in your stream of thoughts.

10:36 Nov 20 2024
Times Read: 151

I finally caught it
walking past the mirror
her eyes changing and glowing.
illuminated by the lack of light
She dont know where her head was at

i guess it was me
it was me.

COMMENTS

Cadrewolf2
20:43 Nov 20 2024

Interesting vision on glass

Natural born.
10:40 Nov 13 2024
Times Read: 195

Icy cold hands
her body shake while sweat drips from her body
blood deprived and restless.

she has not fed
and nor will she.

deprived.
of everything.

any human feeling or touch
any animal, primal or nature

What will be of her she wonder

Becoming or dying
she smells like both

while shes serving time
isolated

This taught her to see
smell, feel, sence.
and to go places
beyond her reach

what a mess.
she has no control.
so shes.
alone, with us
with her gifts and curses
ever wondering why they left her

now she knows

She has not fed for awhile
and nor will she.

COMMENTS

Cadrewolf2
20:10 Nov 13 2024

You sure have a way with words

Impulsive rambling
08:25 Nov 08 2024
Times Read: 271

She was but a child when she fell.
Roaming free in the midst of chaos
Amusing the dark wings while fighting
the same
the elders had to clear a few messes.
Brothers, of dark
Raping the very soul while they cry
and the dark no faces whom come
to take you places, feels like home.

and that, was only the beginning
she was but a child, when she fell.

this is the end

COMMENTS

Cadrewolf2
09:03 Nov 08 2024

WOOOOW

Baest
09:15 Nov 08 2024

What? did i do now?
too much?

STABB666
03:35 Nov 26 2024

No true expression of the self is ever too much, in my opinion.