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UnrequitedStorm filled skies of emotion decreed,
from a single flake to mountain crested.
The avalanche of grim silence adds speed,
gaining mass with each minute invested.
Slipping and sighing, screaming and sliding,
Tranquility hastens devastation.
Each sunrise we face response in hiding,
contributes to our hearts glaciation.
Reading truth on the universal wall,
shows memories are the only true cost.
Gravity and entropy impact all,
energy to matter and nothing lost.
The laws of physics will always apply,
Another will glow in your lost supply.
Cinquains - A 5 minute Study-My Wife
Smiling Shushing Stunning Looking
Zany Greasy Gooey
Zesty Pepperoni Chewy
Quickly Season Ending
Snow Approaching Autumn Fading
My absinthe beauty, woman of madness,
Eyes shining tearing, street level cafe.
Sanity rises, inspired cool wind,
Lips licked gleaming, heart beating ballet.
Blushing laughs dancing, secret sharing pair,
Summer nights suit us, forever love young,
Flirting hands sliding, small gestures screaming.
Many albums past, not all songs are sung.
Alto Sax jamming, nerves running cold,
Whispers hot breathing, inches like miles,
Soft careful touches, pulling tightly wild,
Moments apart screaming, seconds like trials.
Bite, claw, soft, hard, slow, fast, mad, sane, sighs, cries,
Grin, laugh, stop, start, eyes, tastes, skin, hair, hands, thighs.
Bone white roads of winter, salted fields of snow.
Biting breeze and cutting winds, outside is all I know.
Grey dominates and eradicates, all traces of colour exhausted.
Seeping deep down and into me, edges of breath become frosted.
Cutting into my teeth, like a dentists drill.
Into the marrow of my bones, painful leukemic chill.
Whining spinning tires, pushing pulling tired.
Chlorides chemical fire, last of winters wood fired.
Look for and find beauty, in each miraculous snowflake.
Stand and admire too long, pneumonia thine life shall take.
Ears blue and frigid, eyes dropping tears of ice.
Skin crackling and cracking, one degree worth any price.
Glacial lines of pain, shivering and shuddering,
Wanting any help, and in need of cuddling.
My negative friend Kelvin, is such an absolute zero.
Any heat to challenge him, would stand as my hero.
Power of my will
With the power of my will,
And the strength of my thought,
I sought to forge beauty,
Now look what I have wrought.
I have twisted and torn us apart,
Through foolish words of temper lost,
What I will fight to regain,
At any possible cost.
My pride, my honour,
Shall never give in,
Such intense feeling,
Cannot be called sin.
Love is a lost word,
Meaning shrouded in pain,
Ripped apart by old time,
But now I feel its strain.
Find pleasure in my power
Seek safety in my arms
I,the armour that protects you,
From all the worlds harms.
RIAA means we all pay
Burn, Baby, Burning!
Burn the chain stores!
Fat little men earning!
I am not yours!
Try to set the night on fire!
A and R, more like B and E!
Deciding the public desire!
ripping off you and me!
I have your mp3\'s,
I laugh at your case.
I burn with ease,
Smile in your face.
Music my erotica,
10 gigs, 20 gigs, 50 gigs more.
But not from Metallica,
That industry whore.
Lars gets but a drop,
Courtney knows the deal.
Twenty two ninety-nine a pop,
EMI knows how to steal.
A&M, MCA, Capitol,
Virgin, Elektra, Sony.
All they want is control,
All of them phony.
Mom and pop shops fall,
Neon shiny lip gloss wins.
Let\'s all go the the mall,
Hang out with friends.
M$ vaunts Palladium seal,
Then changes its name.
I know the deal,
am hip to their game.
MTV Top Twenty,
Picked from within.
Don\'t show videos,
How can you win?
Go see the concerts,
Give cash to the bands.
Buy yourself t-shirts,
Money in their hands.
Sitting under a sea of blue
Golden fire burning my eyes
Languishing in thoughts of you
Sighing, forced by tasks to rise
Left the open air behind
Reentered the caverns of toil
In soft light felt near blind
Vision filled with burning oil
Focusing madly blinking
Flash of color neon bright
Laughing at my thinking
Your name seen in the light
Movement halting in smile
Eyes squeezed shut to see
Grinning wide all the while
What your love does to me
Searching the patterns fade
Trick of mind or sight
Squinting hard in the shade
Waiting for letters to ignite
The glare faded away
Unable to truth ascertain
Moved on in dismay
With you on my brain
Artist!Levi x Reader- Perfection (AU)"N-no...not quite..."
"Ugh. I've been standing like this for hours!"
"But I'm not done yet. Perfection takes time."
"Fuck my life."
"Don't be like that, baby. I have the perfect angle now. You look gorgeous."
Levi's brows furrowed as he pressed the paintbrush on to the canvas lightly.
"What the hell? Since when do you call me 'baby'?"
"When I've had a wonderful view of my beautiful wife for hours on end..." He mumbled quietly, but just loud enough for you to hear. You could see his eyes, just barely over the top of the canvas as he looked back at you for reference, longing showing evidently in his expressive silver eyes.
"I'm lucky, being the first to copy the personification of perfection it's self on to paper..." He squinted his eyes, dabbing the brush in a few more places before leaning back from his hunched position and placing it down on the tray of materials next to him. He cracked his knuckles and wiped the minor amount of sweat from his forehead, leaving a smear of paint
Sherlock/Reader: Five Nights at...An all too-familiar jingle rang out.
Do-do-dodo-do-do-do-dodo-do-do-dodo, bum bum bum, do-dodo-dodo...
There were a few moments of silence before the static buzz came back on again.
Sighing, you hit play once again.
You hated every moment you had to sit here and play that damn game...Yet you couldn't stop.
Yes, it was scary at first, but now it was just annoying.
"Stupid power. How the hell would closing a door use power?" you mumble out of frustration.
You played for another few minutes before a faint 'click' was heard.
"No! You son of a... No!" you yell, throwing your arms up.
"Maybe I can wait it out. Maybe I'll run out of power before -"
You let out a terror filled scream.
"I didn't even hear you! You damn fox! I hate you! I hate THIS! Ugh!" You slam the laptop closed out of frustration.
At that moment, Sherlock walked into the room, still groggy from sleep. He wore only a sheet, which wasn't out of the ordinary for earl
Child!Levi x Child!Reader WarmthA/N recommend listening to Little Wonders by Rob Thomas when reading this
The child like voice stops when yells of shut up were heard. The boy slowly walks, his shoes tattered, hair messy, shirt too big filled with holes, face caked in mud along with hands, arms and legs, practically dragging himself on the ground of empty streets, garbage littered everywhere. The stench of alcohol everywhere.
His big steel grey eyes stared at the ground as he shivered slightly when the wind blew, the night biting into his skin.
He was seven year olds, a bit short for his age , he limped slightly, his stomach growling like a bear on a rage. He hasn't eaten in days he knew that much. How long has he not seen his mother or father? He didn't know anymore, he lost count.
He slowly drags himself to a small space in an alleyway, curling up into a little ball, hugging his body for some warmth as the wind blew again and the cement floor feeling cold.
He always felt co
Phinbella: MorirEs hora de que yo muera. No moriré de amor, no, eso es para idiotas sentimentalistas que dicen morir de amor por alguien. Yo, moriré porque eso es lo que eh decidido. Me eh quedado sola, no tiene sentido seguir aquí. No tiene sentido cuando mi madre me ve desangrar. No tiene caso cuando hace 3 años vi a mi hermano morir de un tiro. No tiene sentido cuando mi padre fue un cobarde y huyo cuando nací.
La sangre corre por mi piel, y lo único que puedo ver es el carro de cabeza. Aun estoy en el piso mirando a mi madre que trata de que siga viva, a pesar de que sangro, a pesar de que no tengo oportunidades.
Puedo escuchar una risa que me provoca escalofríos, y después de un tiempo se que es mía aquella risa.
Tengo que morir. Es mi hora de morir. Y entonces cuando las sirenas de las ambulancias y de las patrullas encuentren mi cuerpo se darán cuenta de que tuve una muerte horrible.
Quiero morir. Es mi hora de morir después de tod
Eren x Reader Only A Mere MileA/N this is a sequel to this http://chocolatelover124.deviantart.com/art/Eren-x-Reader-Far-Away-483858265
"Idiot..jerk.." You mumbled bitter nothings as you walked down the small forest with a lake next to it, almost a park. You broke the stick you were griping tightly and that was when the tears finally flowed.
Wet ribbons stealing down your face as you sobbed loudly, using the back of your hand to remove the tears that were soon replenished. "EREN JAEGER YOU IDIOT!" You yelled aloud, not caring if you scared any birds and knew that pretty much everyone was at the square celebrating away. Even with the sweet victory of beating the titans it didn't help the bitterness in your heart.
You walked, your feet making crunching noises on the dry leaves scattered on the ground, sniffling slightly.
You came to a clearing, where you, Armin, Mikasa and Eren used to hang out sometimes to get away from the bitterness of the world, pretending this forest was the outside world.
[Moriarty/Reader] Two of a CrimeWell, hello there,
Please excuse the ax,
My name is Sherri,
My name is Max,
I've been living on the streets with a murderous streak,
I was a gun for hire, I was an acid freak,
What a shiny ring!
Don't you look so stunned?
Where'd you get that rock?
I pried it off a nun, when I robbed a church,
Bloody and baptized,
Gave your daddy two shots between the eyes.
Would you call yourself good? No.
Evil? Not necessarily.
"I only kill the ones that deserve it," you claim.
"Then how did little Lucy Jean die, then?" the man asks.
"Civilian casualty. I regret it. I do...But why do you care? From what I hear, you're a stone-cold killer. What's one accidental death to you?" you smirk.
"It was a child."
It was silent for a few moments.
"So who sent you? Who's out to get me now? What are they paying you? I'll give you double if you let me go, right now. Act like this never happened."
"What's it to you?"
"I'd like to know before I die, if you don'
This Place in my DreamsWe dance in this place
This place in my dreams
Oh, if you only knew
How smoothly we waltz
How brightly we smile
And how I feel about you
We talk in this place
This place in my dreams
If you could only see
That we are alike
In so many ways
Oh, how much you mean to me!
Trust [England x Reader x France]
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The sun had dipped down behind the stretch of apartments and houses at the lake front. The wind was slowly picking up enough to blow Arthur’s scarf up as he walked down to the lake’s edge. He stopped several yards behind a young woman sitting with her knees up to her chest as she gently stroked the dark blue surface. He could see her smile in the reflection, rippling almost sadly away. Her smile was tainted by the slightest bit of self-loathing when she turned to look at him.
“Fancy seeing you here, Artie.”
Arthur rolled his eyes and slowly descended to her side, taking a seat on the grass beside her.
She shrugged her shoulder with a careless motion. Her demeanor told Arthur she was about to get flighty.
“Maybe I just wanted to come see the lake.” He adjusted his scarf carefully, tilting his h
Sonadow, Chapter 5 The GameSonic gave a dramatic sigh, it had been over two weeks since he had seen the Ultimate Life Form and he had to be honest he actually missed his presence. Even if he never talked or really cared about anything, just the silence of him alone just felt normal.
Damn if only Sonic hadn't done what he did then his Shadow might just be here glaring at him right now and saying a sarcastic comment or doing his usual motive of crossing his arms and a loud 'hmph' humming in his muzzle. Wait did he just say 'his Shadow'?
"Man… I would kill to hear that again…"
"What was that, Sonic?"
He snapped out of his thoughts to look up at Tails, the little yellow fox had a wrench in his hand as he was creating yet another invention of his that he had been working on for the past three days. Sonic couldn't really what he had been creating honestly, sometimes Tails just got so scientific with his sentences it was hard to understand him anymore. It was almost as if he was speaking a whole other langu
PhysicalFingertips touch you
Like you touch my spirit
Fingernails strengthen touch
Like you strengthen my heart
Hands hold you close
Like your love binds me
Arms pull you near
Like your eyes, draw me in
Shoulders support you
Like you support my dreams
Chest pillows you
Like you buoy my hopes
Neck shelters you
Like you protect my love
Hair tickles you
Like you tease my eyes
Face confronts you
Like you challenge my mind
Ears hear you
Like you understand my mind
Waist anchors you
Like you hold me firm
Legs bring me to you
Like yours, wrap me close
Feet carry my body
Like your love carries my all
Skin laughs at your touch
Like your humor lightens my mood
Tears dampen your hair
Like yours, dampen my soul
Eyes stare rapt upon you
Like yours, return my gaze
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