Day and DawnThe fox stalks it's prey at dawn, when no one is around. All of her actions so very graceful, she never makes a sound. Her eyes sharp, her ears perked, she's ready for a fight. Her senses are so very strong, to carefully stalk the night. Her beauty is so silent, her fur to rugged and long. Her beauty is all but violent, and she knows where she belongs. She catches sight of a small creature, and leaps after her prey. Easily catching it, she feeds upon, as the night turns into day.Day and Dawn
Devious IntentScreams echo throughout the house, the walls shake. Angry voices, loud yells, How she hates this place.Devious Intent
That hateful woman, her cruel commands. That lonely, quiet girl, no one understands.
She rarely raises her voice, she'd rather be quiet. But when that woman angers her, it starts a riot.
She hates the woman, with a burning sensation. She wants to kill her, oh what a temptation!
But she lives her life, and does her part. But she holds such devious dreams, deep within her heart.
My DiseaseSix minutes to twelve, I'm losing my breath. I can't run much longer, So close to death.My Disease
I know my time, it's coming to an end. By now it's too late, for these wounds to mend.
I hate crying,
it makes me feel so weak. But now the tears are falling, and I feel I've reached my peak.
I realize I can't move, and my body is still. The feeling washes over me, and comes in for the kill.
The clock chimes once, and tolls through the air. While under my breath, I whisper a silent prayer.
I then feel
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These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss, consume.
Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI
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Oh, I would while away the hours,
Wanking in the flowers, my heart all full of song,
I'd be gilding all the lilies as I waved about my willie
If I only had a schlong.
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-: Emotionally Entangled :-
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