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Some trip and fall
scrap their knees
while others
fall gracefully
into the arms of love
some are pushed and tugged
through pain and hate
to fall to someone who
couldn't be true
while others hold on and
love their one within the
first shot.
scrap their knees
while others
fall gracefully
into the arms of love
some are pushed and tugged
through pain and hate
to fall to someone who
couldn't be true
while others hold on and
love their one within the
first shot.
Literature
Safe
When the walls come down,
When the sirens sound,
When my body hits the ground,
When a new king is crowned,
Will you feel safe?
Cities burn, children cry,
The sky burns, men die,
When a good man lies,
When the preacher sighs,
Will you feel safe?
Literature
Unconventional
Garry kept fiddling with a loose thread on his leather jacket. Laura had warned that she’d be late. She always ran late for everything. It was a social anxiety trait she got from her mother. Garry still worried, though. He looked down at his watch, then flipped open his phone to see if he had missed a call or a text message. That’s when she snuck up on him.
“Oh goodness. You scared me, Laura,” Garry said while clutching his hand over his chest. Laura’s face broke into the smile that he loved so much from her pictures.
“Garry, it’s so good to finally see you in person,” she said,
Literature
The Woman In Black.
Hollow.
There is no other word fitting enough to describe her eyes. If one could even call them eyes, for to me they were shadows, sunken black holes in a sunken white face. Paper thin, her pale skin stretched painfully over razor sharp cheekbones, so thin it was almost translucent.
Her lips were two dead roses. Once, there had been colour there. Youth, life. Now, the blossoms had withered, leaving only two white husks to remain. Barely there, she was a ghost, a spectre of her former self, all the years of bitterness and hatred and pain bleaching away her beauty.
A sheet of sorrow, akin to a shroud, was the black veil that frosted over her
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Very nice and truthful poem ^_^