

Beware Belovedbeware the hand that writes the verseBeware Beloved
the silver tray, the livid nurse
the scalpel gleams and cuts the skin
to pierce the surface deep within.
beware the cup that overflows
the secret heart that no one knows
the foolish words that bubble fear
to spill and fade and reappear
beware of the paper thin vainer.
beware deceiving imagery
the crooked lines in her cemetery
the dreams that sprout and soon divide
and disappoint then multiply
beware the mirror that speaks of truth
its crude reflection will lies to you
the hole benea


Untitled.They saved her tears in glass jars ‘Lest the pain be forgotten’, they saidUntitled.
And she wept, and they scampered
She sobbed, but they smiled.
She spoke of dreams and silly things. She lived with passion, and regret. The moonlight danced upon her pillow
Making shadows of the naked trees. She could never succumb to sleep.
Her fragile knees drawn up to protect her heart, Let it out, they said, Your tears will save us all. A martyr for modern times, miracle for the helpless. For the hopeless. For the denied.
She scrambled inwards toward her mind,
She


smoke breakYou laughed when I asked yousmoke break
saying you'd never seen me smoke before
and I smiled, thinking
things change
and took my cigarette.
We stood by each other for awhile
contemplating conversation
and settling instead for sudden eye-shifts
misdirected glances
and shared whiskey sips.
You kept giving me hugs
exclaiming how you never talk to me anymore
and I just wanted to inform you
of this new thing called a telephone,
used by dialing an old love's number.
But when the whiskey ran out
and cigarette butts surrounded us,


Descriptive BeautyDeceptive beautyDescriptive Beauty
And tenderness.
Impacting like heavy rain.
Washing over you,
And gently urging you,
Forcing you to obey.
Many secrets,
Scattered around.
Some in silent seclusion.
My mirage mother of the earth,
My heart misty with confusion.
My bloodshed love,
Abandonment.
Gory in it's pain.
My trusted love,
Involuntary.
Glory days of gain.
Potential triggers,
Lay in wait,
To memories so best forgotten.
They watch you step,  


BruisesMy body is a rainbow. A tapestry of colours. Bright purple decorates both wrists; fingerprints of red and pink. Like bracelets. The fading yellow of my arms is a tattoo to me. A permanent mark of my life. He sometimes looks at me like he could never understand. I beg him to caress my bruises but he can never return to the scene of the crime. (I know how much you hate me)Bruises
Absent-mindedly, I run my fingers across the memory on my thigh. Yellowing, almost green, almost gone. I'd ask him to replace it but I know he'd leave.
(How much you hate to hurt me)
He'd be back but
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xoxoxo Melanie
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is a Cheerleader
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is a deviant since Jun 29, 2004, 3:24 PM
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hahahahh i DId it!!!!! GO BILLY :EXCIED:
yes, Tres Crow is pretty. lol.
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"as always, thank you for your excellent guidance."
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Thank you so much for the watch, its much much apprciated hope you enjoy your stay
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Smells Like A Prawn Cocktail...
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Harder than a drama
Softer than a porn
Wishing I was there... Wishing you were here...
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Harder than a drama
Softer than a porn
Wishing I was there... Wishing you were here...
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If I could start again, a million miles away. /
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Well if I wasnt so fast I would get caught alot more I guess.
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