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Balls The Size Of She smiles nervously while her brothers laugh, “What makes you think you could ever convince me to give you MY empire?” “Because it ain’t just yours, it’s all of yours, every single one of you snivelling FUCKS!” he says as he gestures towards the six of them with his hammer while …
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All In The Wash He looks behind him, then back to the strange man. “A-A-Are you talking to me?” The man smiles broadly, “Is there anyone else here?” Mitchell shrugs, and looks up at himself and Sarah who scream unheard words at each other. “Not those two, they are not like us Daniel. They are …
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harboured views of a distorted vision, given life by a demented villain, i waged war to the den of thieves, victory continued out of reach, i taught to wield the devils sword, vinegar and blood, semen and spit, a solution, revolting, we cup, but we cannot, i saw you suck the flesh of man, it …
pretend that were dead, for the colour changes there, mystical moments painted in red, sequins glistening in the light, a mirror image, the witches delight, misogynistic infidelity, forward motion, backwards steps, a friction of insanity, tidal waves, moments upon moments, free my seclusion, as you make your way down to me…
We Be But Goading Children The smile disappears from his lips, and he stares at her blankly, before leaning back in his chair and stuffing a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth. “You think this is a joke?” he asks as he drags a match along the side of its box which brings the flame to …
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No Safe Passage “I’m s-s-sorry,” she sobs, as she cups his face in her palm. “Every fault and misstep we take endangers ourselves and all those who rely on us to return with supplies, you have sentenced one or both of us to death. I will not bring this darkness home, so make your choice, …
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memories of lesser things have given flight to that which has deceived me, my cup lies empty whilst the decay burns through my flesh, searing and stubbornly destroying my everything like an unending wave of impossibleness, yet here you come to yearn away my ending all the while forgetting how I began, blood and the …
plastic cries, a wet dreams surprise, my obsession, within depression, knows no end or size, whimsical in nature, defiled inside my squared circle, heartfelt wishing, strangers kissing, divine deviation of the path, wrought with danger, flippant blame constrainer, your theories turn to lies, while decay burns away your eyes, suffocate the hand that feeds, demented …
A Door Removed From Memory William raises an eyebrow with intense curiosity. “Hazar! Then it's decided, isn’t it!” he says with uncontrollable excitement as he slaps his hands together powerfully with thunderous bravado. “You have arrived at my feet not to be part of my story, but because I am an integral part of yours,” …
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It's Not All Slight Of Hand He swallows a mouthful of saliva as it tries to escape his mouth, then drags his sleeve across his mouth, wiping away the excess drool. Then nervously looks up at Roberto and smiles awkwardly. “S-Sorry, when I g-get carried away m-my adrenal glands kick into overdrive and f-flood my …
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clumsily disconnected, forcibly removed, a future within a decaying box, ashes in the mouth of life, let that pretty smile wash away the tears of a plastic tree, do it again, see it fall, don’t fake it, a goodbye that’ll last, walking away in an ache, friends made into a belief, crimson in design, violent …
impurities lessen me, the spark of wonder I cannot see, the decay of all things, crest fallen warriors on the road to victory, from a war they’ve already lost, mirrors reflecting back at me, shame not worn by me, I never faltered, I never fell, symbolistic souvenirs, my wisdom unimportant, I grant the flower water, …
A Fixation On Furnaces “Why do you push me away? Why do you treat me as if I am the enemy? Was it not you who pursued me? Was it not you who desired a bonding? Was it not you who encouraged a sexual joining? You bore me into this world, then moulded me into …
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Miles Of Smile Hargrave smiles nervously, biting into his own flesh with a bloody result. He hisses and grabs the side of his face, then snarls like a rabid animal before spitting a wad of blood to the ground. “He wasn’t your friend, and neither will I if you disrespect me again!” “When have we …
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rose covered fields, hands open over the coffin shut, we dance to grieve the passing of ourselves, a kaleidoscope of unknown feelings cascading upon the last, breathing underwater as the world falls in upon itself, a gage to read insanity, a tell to show all, colours changing like a wave riding the tide, eyes blind …
twisted demise, sutures over wounds healed, we question when the answers are obvious, love the bad news, regret the new, my fist was full of hate, it found comfort in your face, we balance the many lies, trash talk to disguise, buried heads in sand, a card game without faces, the head of the table …
To Cut Out "What? Where are your words now?” “T-THIS ISN'T YOU MARIS, THIS ISN…” “Finally it’s all sinking in, have you just realised I am not the girl who gets your cock hard anymore!” “W-W-WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER YOU DEMONIC BITCH!” he bellows. She grins broadly, whipping her lips with her tongue. …
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The Skin We Live In “You’re fucked old boy, good a proper too. Why the hell would you try to accomplish something as stupid as what you just did? I thought you were brighter than that.” “F-F-Fuck YOU!” he spits as he grits his teeth and lets out an almighty cry of agony as he …
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Blades dance across the skin, take off my flesh and walk free without the weight of what is weigh me down... Matt Angelo takes a tentative step forward, only to meet its gaze with his own. “Nice doggy,” he says nervously as he holds his hands in the air. “I’ve been called many things over …
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leather trails along my hide, forsaken grimaces, illuminating wisdom, you cough and I relent, give back not take away, I was lonely when you came, I was lonelier when you stayed, a pocket protector without a pocket, somewhere different, something stale, yoga infused cum shots, masturbation is not denied, but pleasure cannot be made…
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