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:014: Smile
by ~emmmor
:001: Introduction
by ~emmmor
001. introduction
by ~frozen-darkness
Number 76 - Broken Pieces IIThe doorbell drew her out of her bedroom, and down the stairs she sauntered, glancing in the hallway mirror. She looked great; no, she told herself. She looked perfect. She'd resisted falling apart, and although she hadn't left the small house in three days, she'd still managed to get up, shower, do her make-up...her normal routine.     Because he might come back at any moment, and if he did she wanted to create the illusion that she was fine, completely unaffected by his betrayal.     Even now, her heart thumped at the thought that it might be he behind the door.     She threw the door open, and r Number 76 - Broken Pieces II
by ~xXElleXx
Cleaning
by ~lucy-photography
Death and NiobeI sup,  I drink,  I kiss my young  And nightly I scorn Leto’s womb.  The moon  The sun  Cannot compare  To  
Seven daughters  Seven sons.  The snicker and sneer I bare for  Proud motherhood;  I watch my sons.  When they fall,  Slain,  One by one  I fall with them.  My daughters close their eyes  As if sleeping  As if praying.  To go against gods when one is so fully mortal  To laugh at the mother  Of moon,  Of sun,  Whose arrows bleed poison  Whose vengeance breeds fire.  A mother would lay forever in stone &n Death and Niobe
by ~GiveMeTears
Bloody Mary MorningsArsenic in your apple juice  Cyanide in your coffee  Strychnine in your soda pop  And temptation in your toffee   
Damn Bloody Mary Mornings  And your glass is never full  You drink your sorrows and drown your tomorrows  With the strength of yesterday's pull   
This mental bar is filled with infection  Where you never say a word, close  Your eyes with affection  You should have remembered those   
Damn Bloody Mary Mornings  A simple test of taste  A fragile mind can’t be defined  In what it gives or takes   
Ruses in your rhetoric  Sc Bloody Mary Mornings
by ~GiveMeTears
Last HoursThe chills seeping through the stone wall are very much the metaphor of my bleak future. Wisps of opportunity slipping through my grasp, dissipating into darkness. I'll be lucky to catch a disease and die alone in this forsaken dungeon. I could scream until my throat bled and no one would raise an eyebrow.  
 
The hours are excruciatingly numbing. I feel the minutes, slowly evolving into the last month, the last week, the last day of my life. Every second, my life is ending. I don't know what is day and what is night. It is enough that I should be taken away for love. Accusing me of adultery? Hah! As if I didn't know who he dallied Last Hours
by ~GiveMeTears
84. Out Cold
by =Vanstane
where's the christmas spirit
by *quicksilverq
broken watch
by *quicksilverq
Street falling into sleep
by ~esqiu013
Slow Burn
by ~regito
railroad 2
by ~esqiu013
Midnight LoverShe sits in moonlight  
Entranced by the shadows  
Her midnight lover come  
To call again  
 
With his black glove  
Cradling her cheek  
And ivory fangs  
Brushing her throat  
 
He slowly captures her  
Before the sunrise  
Before dawn  
And before dust  
 
Her eyes snap wide  
Open as  
Blood softly tickles  
Her neck  
 
Whispers in her ear  
Promises in his smile  
Darkness in their hearts  
And longing in their minds  
 
She rubs her neck  
Blankly staring at the  
Red ooze  
And the wet teeth-mark Midnight Lover
by ~GiveMeTears
Solve Problems Like an Adult
by ~GiveMeTears
11. Dragon
by *Not-So-Very-Innocent
nro.:75: Mirror
by ~petturi
Oh Really ?
by *Shizuma-Uchiha
100 themes 08 Innocence
by *L-mon
100 themes 09 Drive
by *L-mon
mr. pipe
by =a-drop-of-silence
Dead and Still BreathingDemetrios sat up in bed, staring off into the darkness of the room. Something had woken him up and he was pretty sure it was a sound in the house. So he held his breath and listened.  
There it was again!   
"Carrighan!" he whispered and reached over to grab the Angel of Hell next to him. He fell over into the still warm spot. Confused he looked around the room and his blue eyes landed on the closed bathroom door. Of course he would be in the bathroom when he was needed most.  
 
Deme sat up again and slipped off of the bed, tip toeing towards the bedroom door.  
He could hear the person moving around in the hous Dead and Still Breathing
by ~JesiMarie
003 - Light
by =5th-ninth-993
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