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Hey, diddle diddle. She shattered her fiddle,
And cried her despair to the moon.
The little dog whined to see such pain,
And the dish hit the wall near the spoons.
Gone was a music made under the stars,
Gone was a song of their own;
A broken girl with a broken tune,
Is left breaking dishes alone.
And cried her despair to the moon.
The little dog whined to see such pain,
And the dish hit the wall near the spoons.
Gone was a music made under the stars,
Gone was a song of their own;
A broken girl with a broken tune,
Is left breaking dishes alone.
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kaleidoscope.
Even though it is said that the human eye can see about 16.8 million different colors, we're all pretty much color blind in the end.
Today, I am blue, and you are red; today the fear begins again.
The sky is a milky white and your eyes are an empty grey, but you somehow still manage a smile: this is the first thing I notice. The second is that your shoes are untied, then that your gaze seems unfocused, then that your hair is a disaster, then that your voice sounds like rain and I hate rain.
You catch my stare.
I turn away because I am afraid.
You are uncertainty and unpredictability, and for this, I hate you; the unexpected is a d
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this.
you have shaded eyes quiet smile dark hair love ─
and I could do anything
if it wasn't for you.
collapse the borders on the edge of my vision;
everything's faded out to black shards.
It's cliché and stupid and it won't mean a thing to you, but I know
I won't be able to breathe when you leave tomorrow.
the shield whispering around my skin
was untouchable, I thought, perfect;
no one would be able to get in.
But you passed right through without even trying.
arou
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I Am A Writer
I am a deadly murderer
I am a crazy psychopath
I am a gentle ruler
I am a war-driven tyrant
I am a secretive assassin
I am a jealous lover
I am a tortured soul
I am a ruthless god
I am manipulative
I am all-mighty
I am powerful
I am omnipotent
I am murderous
I am loving
I make sweet dreams
I make terrifying nightmares
I make tender moments
I make anguished deaths
I am the one
I am their god
I am a writer.
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I was actually in a really happy mood when I wrote this. Just had an image of a very frustrated woman in a temper and refusing consolation, and the twisted nursery rhyme came into my head.
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