Submissions by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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inside I am thunder and rain
hurricanes and shattered mirrors
with shards of broken glass still embedded in my skin
I am paper thin
(2/9/14)
hurricanes and shattered mirrors
with shards of broken glass still embedded in my skin
I am paper thin
(2/9/14)
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wasting the dawn
he leaves me fire white & breathless
with pretty insecurities
tangled in heartdreams
& whispers promises of a forever painted feverishly in the gasps of our passion..
he leaves me fire white & breathless
with pretty insecurities
tangled in heartdreams
& whispers promises of a forever painted feverishly in the gasps of our passion..
913 reads
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It's all come to this
A war for control
To cleanse eden of impurities in death
Where all is deception
Lost in shadows
& the one they fear
Is the devil inside
A war for control
To cleanse eden of impurities in death
Where all is deception
Lost in shadows
& the one they fear
Is the devil inside
850 reads
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ms widow
the memory of you is twisting my insides like a spider thats tightly bound her reluctant pray
791 reads
2 Comments
hangman
the ghost of you still lingers round the corner, waiting to catch me with a noose made of your memory so I can hang myself
664 reads
3 Comments
ashen.ed
in the shadows of my mind I can still see her
ebony tresses dancing like a pagan goddess in autumn rains
porcelain face, rose.d in whispers
love like scripture, carved in ruins..
ebony tresses dancing like a pagan goddess in autumn rains
porcelain face, rose.d in whispers
love like scripture, carved in ruins..
930 reads
4 Comments
I, heavenless
he left my love to die in the mo(u)rning light
as if I was only meant to be no more than a memory..
my tired eyes glazed in onyx corseted fire
shattered in whispers
scarlet lips humming in the tones of black..
as if I was only meant to be no more than a memory..
my tired eyes glazed in onyx corseted fire
shattered in whispers
scarlet lips humming in the tones of black..
881 reads
2 Comments
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I am the mistress of a dying sun
who's maddening shame gave way to black
neath undertones of opium & abandoned
where love is religion, lost in translation
who's maddening shame gave way to black
neath undertones of opium & abandoned
where love is religion, lost in translation
1072 reads
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in the ruins of vanity
there was a time he was the all around never ending of me
the upside of down in me..
I used to bend myself beautiful in pretty words & a lover's hope..
I'd leave my heart written on dying stars
crimsoned in flames,
coiled in my love
scattered in miles of heavens he'd never look up to see
I was left barely there
standing naked, dressed in silence before the storm
...if only I had loved myself that way...
I have found life since then
scribbled on the sides of mystic moons
& cavernous pains
free...
the upside of down in me..
I used to bend myself beautiful in pretty words & a lover's hope..
I'd leave my heart written on dying stars
crimsoned in flames,
coiled in my love
scattered in miles of heavens he'd never look up to see
I was left barely there
standing naked, dressed in silence before the storm
...if only I had loved myself that way...
I have found life since then
scribbled on the sides of mystic moons
& cavernous pains
free...
944 reads
2 Comments
of lace & scathefire
he stitched himself in the hems of my mind
in the fringe of beautiful disarray
where midnight sprites dance upon ponds of ebony
in the twisting silence of ancient willows
where passion was life..
breath..
in lost reveries of a heart long forgotten
cast aside
for the love of self
for something more..
in the fringe of beautiful disarray
where midnight sprites dance upon ponds of ebony
in the twisting silence of ancient willows
where passion was life..
breath..
in lost reveries of a heart long forgotten
cast aside
for the love of self
for something more..
1072 reads
3 Comments
fragmented, poetic
under shadows of dawn
scarlet twisted & numb
this is where he left me
burning in embers of love, vintage
where autumn weeps
unhinged in a raven's sigh
silent..
& fire white
scarlet twisted & numb
this is where he left me
burning in embers of love, vintage
where autumn weeps
unhinged in a raven's sigh
silent..
& fire white
850 reads
4 Comments
breaking, ritualistic
there are pieces of me breaking under sorrow's thunder
I've kissed the lips of apathy
& tasted love's soured tongue
...I miss the way you feel
I've kissed the lips of apathy
& tasted love's soured tongue
...I miss the way you feel
856 reads
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