Guilty?One more fatal word, From the mouth of the monster.Guilty?
One more beat of the heart, As it sings its own demise.
Defense. Prosecution.
Everyone rests.
Stillness overrides authority, And the clock chokes itself, With manic pulsing hands.
Curls frill into the eyes, Dissuading reality, A blanket between The real world and the fear.
Fear assembled, upholstered on a chair, Stiffly gritted in its mouth: Anxiety and guilt.
They chew on the fodder propelled From ruffled peacocks That spit their feathe
Falling Into AutumnHeat relaxes softly, As the sun exhausts its final sigh, Rays become miscible with the darkness, Leaving speckled representatives.Falling Into Autumn
Short skirt to combat the dying heat, Leaves legs lone and unprotected.
Long, comforting arms envelop me, Trap me, with no need for escape, It’s far too comfortable to run, Too comfortable to think of leave.
But I do leave, briefly from the comfort, Leave, to lie like an autumn’s leaf, Under a summer’s tree, in the warm grass. Awaiting a response.
He leaves. Leaves the comfortable spot, To be here,
Zero VengenceI have no grievance with the world Or all the beings in its stead, No vendetta on the living, Or grudge against the dead.Zero Vengence
I’ve given up on human err, And all that goes along, Grieved for those who’ve wronged me, Repented for my wrong.
Inevitable is he pain by human grip, Upon weapons that advance so fast, Control has decidedly ceased, Consequence is vast.
Though persons of numerous quantities have- (In their right mine, I fear) Brought on the woes of millions, And the ones those held dear.
Humanity is their fatal flaw, &
Happy Holidays :)
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I'm not like some crazy stalker....
....well.
NVMD.
'TIS YOU.
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peace and love,
sadie.
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