Aftermath
Written by: Bwarch
Stickiness... Wetness...
Disorientation.
Legs of gelatin, limbs of lead
Eyes of red.
Blinds shut to the world beyond
Hands tremblingly grasp them, thrusting them apart
PIERCING! BLINDING! BURNING!
Staggering, falling, panting.
Blissful shade encompassing.
Sigh of relief loose from lips of white
A sudden sensation of pain
Pinpricks itching upon the neck
The feel of two, neat holes.
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If you don't wanna hear don't listen. Quote © Me.
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Always striving to improve and always studying the mysteries of the universe around us with curiosity.
Proud Shadow Legion member. Proud Atheist.
I'm a very, very lazy writer though...
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If you don't wanna hear don't listen. Quote © Me.
Anyway, another poem with a lot of great imagery in it. You can really get the feeling of what it's like the next morning.
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It's not so much that this is heavy, but the fact that it's melting is something of concern.
"Don't tell them that I meant well." - Adron e'Kieron
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(Could not resist :3)
Passing out while struggling with a vampire, waking up the next day has GOT to be interesting lol
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Always striving to improve and always studying the mysteries of the universe around us with curiosity.
Proud Shadow Legion member. Proud Atheist.
I'm a very, very lazy writer though...
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I want to raise my freak flag higher and higher and,
I want to raise my freak flag and never be alone.
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It was so pretty from way up there,
We talked about how the lights from the buildings and the cars,
looked like reflection of the stars.
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Always striving to improve and always studying the mysteries of the universe around us with curiosity.
Proud Shadow Legion member. Proud Atheist.
I'm a very, very lazy writer though...
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