!The works are featured in random order, for variety. So sorry if I missed anyone, I'll make it up in the next article!
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A double-edged sword
One side caresses,
The other one cuts.
A willingness to sacrifice,
to give up everything,
and ask for nothing in return.
Complete and total trust.
Giving up a part of yourself,
knowing that person could break you.
Once started, is hard to stop.
Doing whatever makes them happy,
regardless of what that entails.
Never giving up
When it's too late.
Confused with lust,
But they're worlds apart.
One caresses, one cuts.
Yet it's inevitable.
Even if you love to hate.
I love you.
Do you love me?
Tick TockTick Tock
An entire day passed while you were standing idly by.
A minute here and a minute there,
All you did was sit there and sigh.
You tried to understand what he meant
But it all seemed too much like a lie.
An entire week passed while you stood there staring
Thinking about how pretty his eyes were,
And wondering how he was faring.
While you were sitting there, he was off
Forgetting about you, and not even caring.
An entire month passed while you despaired.
Sitting in that pensive way of yours,
Even to talk to you no one dared.
But why should that matter to you?
Except for him, you never showed anyone you cared.
An entire year passed while you were moping.
At least you can feel again; people were worried.
Now you keep sitting there and hoping,
But nothing will change, will it? It's your fault.
It should be him sitting there crying and coping.
Time has no meaning anymore to you.
86 - Seeing RedShe laughs. Her breath comes in gasps. Laughter, a gulp of air. Laughter, another attempt to breathe. But the breathing sounds only make her laugh harder. She can't help it, she doesn't understand it. Flashes of red in her vision. Red everywhere. Hair, dress, eyes, walls, curtains, chairs, rugs...red. But there is a voice. It's speaking to her. She knows the voice. Are you okay? I'm not okay. Make it stop... She rakes her nails against her skin, against her wrist. She can feel the heartbeat, the blood...is it hers? Something pulling her arm away... Are you okay? I'm not okay. I'M NOT OKAY! Another flash of red, then colour, sunlight. She covers her eyes, shuts them tight... Get me away from the light! The red...the beautiful r:thumb204969667: :thumb210247368: :thumb203288279: :thumb197976542:
"Go away! I'm sick of you.
I'm not lying; you know it's true."
Stop hitting me! Don't touch me!
Do you understand what that means?
It means that honestly, truthfully
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you.
You only pay attention so you can taunt me later.
Well, I give up. You win.
I don't care what you say or what you think.
"I hate spending time with you, every minute of it!
Some days I can't take it, and I almost quit."
"Hey, what are you looking at?
I I think I like you No, I don't believe that."
Today I saw you. I mean, I saw the real you.
It was nice while it lasted.
You weren't mean or rude or immature,
You were nice
You were nice
You were nice.
Today I saw you, you were so beautiful.
How can something so ugly change so suddenly?
No, you didn't change on the outside. Just the inside
"Please don't leave, you've just arrived.
But tell me, from where is this new person derived?"
"Today, I think I saw a smi