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What will you do?Seconds speed by, everyone faster than the others But you just shield your eyes with the covers Tick….Tick….the clock chimes loudly in your head But you just hold yourself, waiting for the sun to claim your dreadWhat will you do?
Your clock will scream, "It's time to embrace; try!" But you'll just stare at the hands of the clock ticking by… You gotta stop, you only have 84…600 seconds in the day. It's time to live like you're dying and do something today. Wake up, listen to the seconds go by, and try. You're too young and it's too early to say good-bye. This is all we have so it'
by ~Purple-Artichokes
The TreeA silence spreads through the room like some kind of disease; holding the peoples attention, center stage is a thin tree with tiny leaves. Suddenly a ballerina drops from a branch: a true slave to the show. She dances around as the tree sucks out her life and slowly begins to glow. With a drop of a body and a thunderous applause she ends her act.The Tree
The lifeless body is pulled off stage; living just wasn’t her knack. Unexpectedly another performer appears, the bright lights reflect in his eyes. He is merely another slave for an evil, corrupt show that only lies. After he recites a few sonnets
by ~Purple-Artichokes
WhippedYou'll break me again just to watch me fall, then scoop me into your arms; your little doll. Stab my back to watch all the blood drain, you'll leave my lifeless body in the cold rain. Push me again just to see if I'll last another day; yet I still love you, tell me anything, I will obey. Just leave my heart burning so that I'll never love again, Hurt me please; I beg you, I promise not to complain. I know the truth, I know the lies, and I don't care just push me again until I am finally gasping for air. Somewhere inside your beast is waiting to escape. Who am I to stop it, justWhipped
by ~Purple-Artichokes
The Nightmare DreamYou wake up with tears streaming down your face, your heart weeps as you wait in your crib. Finally you are picked up and cradled into a warm embrace. Your tears slow and you begin to quiet down. As you are rocked back and fourth, in a slow loving pace; they spin around, and everything changes.The Nightmare Dream
Now you are on a play ground surrounded by friends. Playing games, laughing, and being young; you know no pain. You race around praying the game never ends. Your best friend runs up and tags you, your turn. Do you run, do you hide, it all depends… You spin around and everythi
by ~Purple-Artichokes
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