A Sordid Love This is a tale of twisted love, a long story made short; a gothic romance of a sort, about a love, distort- about a demon, jealous, and a girl, overzealous. Vargan was of age, of breeding age, and it was his time to find a mate, a human mate, to bear her with a child. Destiny, lineage, and duty all called, so he began the search without stall.A Sordid Love
He was quickly enrolled, eyes completely cold, to a high school not nearby, and thus began the hunt- Until the day he found his prey. Her beauty almost shocking him out of speaking, he stumbled, fumbled, and tumbled, feet landing last. She then turned fast, becoming late for
Lesson of MalleabilityTurning a stop sign ninety degrees will make people freeze from that direction, instead,Lesson of Malleability
bending society in small-scale.
zoloftthere is this beautiful poem called Zoloft. every time i read it,zoloft
all my poems dissappear.
From Across the StreetFrom across the street, they don’t see it coming, The thing we all fear, morning after morning…From Across the Street
The frail woman crossing the road, handbag in hand, Looming in the corner of your eye, the monster of a man, Leather clad, sinister tattoos, expression hell bent, You follow his gaze, as eyes reveal evil intent, They seek the weak, old woman crossing the road, Too late you see, thoughts you will soon unload, He’s sprinting for the bag, helpless in the backseat You hate and rage, bystander across the street, Pulse racing, he draws near with fire fueled veins, Violent lunge and
So I left and wished her well-
But, if not, then, what's up? Was it because I've been here for two years? I'm not really sure 
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If you don't read, you are stupid.
-Dallas
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-DED-
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[rip me open and erase me]
How are you?
Always,
K.
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[rip me open and erase me]
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* I lie here, wondering: What do I do now, and does it even matter? * ~flawed-helix
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*livingpoetsociety
~LPSworkshop
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