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a fateful meetingA fateful meetinga fateful meeting
‘The temple’, as the girls called it, crawled with melancholy. The clean white stone walls stood immovable; the air reeked of anticeptical emptiness. And unlived in quality hung in the windows, blowing in the winds that passed over the dessert. The dessert sun bat down upon the temple, and yet it was cool inside. It was a forgotten oasis, in the middle of a parched land. The spotless, nearly empty rooms called out in old tired voices ‘this is not home, only a place to rest.’ The hallways, though not wide, loomed in their long, bare white lin
by ~kismetwinters
Left behindLeft behindLeft behind
Only a flick of the wrist and it would all go down. All the russet water, strands of scarlet streaking it, the veins of a living being. The sound of a bag zipping distracted me momentarily, they had hid her face in the gray plastic…I knew without looking. Surely that is going to stain the tub. But the thing they put in the bag wasn't her, it only had her face. She was gone. It was only a flick of the wrist, a metal switch flipped down, and the living water began to sink into the dark of the drain. The veins of red mixed in with the cold wate
by ~kismetwinters
helen untouchedHis face was much younger than he washelen untouched
I didn't see him until he saw me. Once I saw him I couldn't look away That he didn't look back seemed fitting I felt the whole show was for me In every movement I felt him
One night, four songs and a smile
I've given more and forgotten, I've given less and regretted,
His words lost as a breeze in my mind. No bitter parting to dampen The honey of his desire
So like the others I'm glad that he left So like a child as he lay in my lap
Moments so like every other, Yet crystaline
by ~kismetwinters
old scarsOld scarsold scars
I don’t believe in Unicorns So don’t ask if I do I won’t believe in fairy charms Or even magic toadstools
As a child I believed everything You know this is true Before gold hair darkened Your eyes weren’t merely blue
Pain has opened up my blind eyes I have forgotten you I don’t believe your stories I don’t want any more lies
I can’t believe in unicorns Don’t want it to be true In fairy tales love can last Won’t share that world with you
by ~kismetwinters
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