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red is my heart lying there on the floor black is the shadow hovering by my door before it can enter i must invite-- but i shall speak no greeti..

A moonchild sits, so lonesome On a swingset in a park nearby Deserted�"it is Scary�"it should be But he shines with a luna..

white are the eyes-- that gaze unseeing red is the heart-- that keeps on beating. blue is the sky-- we're still believing. white is a purity--..

she dances immune to their stares to the catcalls, the whistles lily dances. she smiles, even as her tears leak through forcefully closed eyelid..

what if He can hear you everytime you say please... what if He sees you when you're down on your knees? but tell me-- what if He cant? what if H..

I died in your arms last night Crouched beside you as my feet first turned to glass Then to sand. A backwards, messed up cycle Ah-but such is th..

My womb has dried up My children�"Hope and Faith�" Have gone away from me now Fled on the slippers I gave them In dresses ..

for the Title a Week group

So much for lovers Now we’re barely even friends I can’t figure out where I went wrong Who’s to blame when the whole world ends? ..

I am a windflower Blown across the world I have no home. I am a windflower I cannot chose my path I neither lead nor follow. I am a windflow..