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slipalong
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White Noise

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AEMelia564
Y
Tyrant of Words
Norway
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Trauma Eyed

Seeping through this wallpaper
Creeping into tiny corners
Door moves from its hinges

Squeeking, shaken, stale
Tasting metal in my throat
Window weeps sunset

Only I
Know
Now

I conversed with
Betrayel
Mummificating
Shame
Guilt

Withered woe
I heard you sigh
Combed my hair

Stroke but light
Through hurt

Window weeps sunrise
Only I
Know
Now

Written by AEMelia564 (Y)
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Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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AEMelia564, thank you for your entry.

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slipalong
Thought Provoker
United Kingdom
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I am tinnitus

complex old  
childhood a long time ago
all is heard are closing doors
life just ground floor chores
 
of yesterdays in faded print
anecdotes to make friends yawn not grin
the walking sticks relentless tap
when age blind panic tips its hat
 
the maze that is dementia's way
with good reason drives a wedge
disabled and infirmed with gout
to toast before the gas runs out
 
retirement flyers and knowing looks
an epitaph of empathy carried like a corpse
loneliness its cancer without cure
its visits are so regular
 
tempis fugit a slippery slope
last memorial on a suicide note
self administered euthanasia's last step  
a dose that hangs on a cliff edge
 
to step upon deaths welcome mat
I am the me of future years mishaps
side step and dance to fates sharp claws
and jam the spring on deaths trapdoor
Written by slipalong
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Orc_Pirate_68
Sabrina Kirk-Caldwell
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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Broken Flames

In love we had been, married we once were,
So sweet, a roaring flame that we had had,
And a wonderful love that was so pure,
I never thought that it would end so bad.
I've never been fond of men my own age,
It's older folk I've always fit in with,
It was you who had brought me such courage,
And for you I took every single breath.
Little did I know, it would end like this,
Just like it did for my parents,
The whole thing had started with just a kiss,
You changed, left our marrage in fragments.
If only, in us, that flame could still burn,
And that is the flame for wich I do yearn.
Written by Orc_Pirate_68 (Sabrina Kirk-Caldwell)
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Angelast1
Fire of Insight
Mexico
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I just noticed, I posted " soul snatcher" in the wrong comp. It belongs to the one called "Blank space" I think.  Can I delete it from here?

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Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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Angelast1 said:I just noticed, I posted " soul snatcher" in the wrong comp. It belongs to the one called "Blank space" I think.  Can I delete it from here?

Yes you can.

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Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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slipalong and Orc_Pirate_68 , thank you for your respective entry.

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eswaller
Dangerous Mind
United States
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Through the White Noise

I open my mouth to speak, but those people can only hear
The static come through like a radio that loses its signal.
To them it does not matter what I am holding near or dear
 
To my heart because I might as well be possessing a pistol
That is fully loaded because everyone is running the other
Way. No matter how hard I am trying to have things crystal
 
Clear people still choose to walk through the fog. The further
That they walk away on the wrong path they still blame me
Even though I already warned them about it. Every mother
 
Or father who loses their child’s love because they do not see
Or hear the storm warning coming ahead. I could be spitting
The truth and they will not believe me. I could tell that he
 
Would not accept it when I declare I love you as it is splitting
Him in half and not sure what side to be trusting. People may
Want to swallow the lies rather than listening to or admitting
 
To what is before them, the truth that that is shining like a ray
Of sunshine. You are going to be the one to make your way
Through the white noise because I am not here to play.
Written by eswaller
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Heart_symphony
Twisted Dreamer
Canada
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My Nightmare

I lay still
My complexion pale
My lifeless body on a table
 
Police tape around the crime scene  
My body sliced open  
Insides removed
 
I’ve been filled with black liquid  
It drips down my sides
Like ribbons of hate
 
My innards replaced with waste
My body used  
Mutilated  
 
I stare down at the gruesome scene
My corpse defiled  
Dehumanized  
 
Trapped in this nightmare  
Screaming, screaming  
My body doesn’t utter a sound
 
My soul has been ripped into shreds
My mind is in pieces on the floor
But I lay still
Just as I did before
Written by Heart_symphony
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Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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eswaller and Heart_symphony, thank you for participating.

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shaniadittee7
Avengers
Strange Creature
Bangladesh
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Darkness Into The Light

Hello wisp, my old friend.
What took you so long to reach me?
Were you lost & forgot the address?
Eager to hear what you missed?
Okay,then briefing the days.
 
The north star was not directing.
Miles & Miles to walk;
All the houses'd become unexplored,
All the breathes'd become unknown.
 
People forgot to light up,
Like the fire has not invented yet.
People forgot to laugh,
An advertising smile covers the face.
People forgot to sing,
Like the harmony was never there.
People forgot to cry,
Two drops are worthy to shed.
People forgot to dance,
Like the steps were never with the rhythm.  
People forgot to live,
Just flesh, blood in the vein & body.
People forgot to hope.
Darkness becomes you, wisp.
 
Now you are here, my old friend.
But darkness has become my best friend.
Black petals covered white rose.
People buried anger everywhere.
People seeing light,
But are not watching.
People hearing your melodies,  
But aren't listening.  
You've touched people's heart,
But they aren't feeling.
You're painting colors,
But they aren't caring.
Aren't you feeling a deep hole in you?
 
So will you be a mirage again?
& let the darkness come?
If wisp stay...
Darkness; My best friend.
Will my faith lose you then?
"Shadow."
said Darkness, my old friend.
Written by shaniadittee7 (Avengers)
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Idryad
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shaniadittee7 , thank you for participating.

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runaway-mindtrain
Fire of Insight
United States
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time frought with peril

 
As the young evening with an old clock on the wall...

Plucks oceans of rhyme from the pearls of swine
While pulling palms of groove from dates of time

They deceive, inveigle and then thru obfuscation
Set bedlams of abject pain in the deed causation

As the noon spotlights on a darkness curtain call...

Rota fortunae making an intuition path into luck
Line up in droves not to see the show that sucks

A shot in the dark makes the bullet seem generic
In the time when common sense sounds esoteric

As the older morning with a young sun in the hall...
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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runaway-mindtrain, thank you for your entry.

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carpemax
Lost Thinker
United States
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A Conversation with God

 

I bitch; And I moan; And I rant, 'til insane.  
And curse through spit, one spite-filled name.  
For, upon His high, I lower all guise,  
to castigate, this Lord of Lies.  
 
When comes 'lone times, wonder do I;  
What went wrong and as to, why?  
One day, sunny; the next, gray skies.  
Forever now, I only sigh.  
I shrug a shoulder for your gifts, Divined.  
Some gifts, I guess, best left behind.  
 
But, now am old and a wrinkled guy,  
whose better days have gone, bye-bye.  
Though, now I know more of self;  
the good, the bad, what life has dealt.  
 
For, the one thing age has made me see,  
is the god I've cursed is truly, me.
Written by carpemax
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