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Based on the book 'The Bell Jar' by Sylvia Plath. Esther is 20 years in the future, the night before she is supposed to marry Buddy Willard.
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I've recently become the vocalist of a doom-metal band, and this are my first attempt at a set of lyrics for one of the songs. Enjoy! Feedback would b..
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We are the undoing of ourselves, our own destruction fuelled by hate.You are the undoing of yourself, your own misanthropy fuelled by rage.Keep yourse..
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Disconnect me.
Turn off the fire that lights my soul.
Keep me trapped, like a
Caged animal.
Dictate to me my thoughts and I will
Follow you in..
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Your eyes.
I am trapped in your eyes with no
Visible escape route.
But I don’t mind.
Your eyes embrace my heart and I know that
Nothing..
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White: being of the achromatic colour of maximum lightness; having little or no hue owing to reflection of almost all incident light; "as white as fre..
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The sound of a wine glass falling from the bedside table and rolling across the floor woke me up. Hopefully the glass was empty. I turned onto my..
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“Come here now, you little c**t!” Andy’s voice bellows up the stairs. I am hiding in my room. He is angry with me and I don’t..
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The town was bustling with all forms of low life; chavs, druggies, pregnant teenagers… You name it, they were there. The paving slabs were litt..
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“What’s wrong, Kitten?” my lover asked, stroking my cheek softly with a finger. I could hear the concern in his voice.
“Noth..
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