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The House of Terror
1.
An empty house -
night marries insects
in cadavers’ bellies
2.
Larvae grows
in the bowels of
the winery
3.
This translucent little
hollow-eyed
girl
4.
I run but the rotten
stairs
5.
With broken legs
we crawl slower
than black spiders
6.
An empty house –
night marries me
while insects devour my eyes
Frantz, august, 3, 2013
1.
An empty house -
night marries insects
in cadavers’ bellies
2.
Larvae grows
in the bowels of
the winery
3.
This translucent little
hollow-eyed
girl
4.
I run but the rotten
stairs
5.
With broken legs
we crawl slower
than black spiders
6.
An empty house –
night marries me
while insects devour my eyes
Frantz, august, 3, 2013
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the letter that never arrived
as if grief had never hollowed out my heart,
caverns echoing with the memory of a laugh,
as if despair had never stolen my voice
until love whispered in my ear
and I knew what mattered,
to speak
of knowing: there are things
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and live again,
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Fairy Tale
"Accept my hand, and give share of your land, or I will be forced to enforce my demand" said he, who beneath his hideous mask, watched her intensely.
With a frown, she met his eyes of brown, "Tis not my land to which I can give share, cannot your request be more fair?"
His mouth of grin, fell down and pulled thin, "Defiant Lizard Queen! One more time will I ask thee. Do not refuse me twice, for I shall not make this offer thrice! I have already granted you the mercy of time to consider and contemplate- a loving gesture to appease your pride into resolve and capitulate".
"Your majesty!," called out a familiar voice proudly. Kneeling before her
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Eheheheh - A DD today! In english, Yesssssss m'dam! Thanks to the lovely lady ^Beccalicious, and thanks to all my english language friends here -
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oh congrats on the DD!
this is horrifyingly well done. you got my skin crawling.