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Home Abandoned
Old rugs and frayed ends. Broken glass and forgotten times. Empty cupboards and cobwebbed corners. The cracked floorboards senescence. The most astounding pendent hanging above, dust-covered; derelict. The presence of the past still lingering in the now uninhabitable infinite. The long grass, encompassing, portraying the lost to the living.
By lizzy danby8 years ago in Poets
The Kiss of Death
The Kiss of Death. Her beauty and grace covered by black lace. Her vibrant red lips shine with snake venom to pierce your soul with its icy cold bullet that carries through your bones. She whispers ever so softly the words of death's song which rings with an echo throughout your eardrums “Are you ready to fly?”
By Cayley Connor8 years ago in Poets











