bemysong
The woman stood above the skyline overlooking the railing of the building's rooftop. She had straight, dark hair, cascading halfway down her back in an onyx hue, and kept into place with a straw hat. Her dress was white, swerving out by the knew from the wind.
The witch doctor pulls out a small chain from the underneath of her clock. A crooked smile appears on her ever aging face and as she hands you the small charm you can feel the weight of it sinking you deeper into your problems and condemning you for life.
It moves back and forth dangling from the the tree limb. Swing Swing little tire, Round and Round, just a little faster. Jumping down she takes the rope away and feels her head spin as she walks into the room her and the rope, she'll never be seen again.
I felt my heart tearing out from my chest. A face streaked with snot and tears. As my hands run across the cool stone exterior I can almost remember the time when he wasn't laying underneath the earth, where he was here, in my arms, when he told me goodnight, before he left me to die.
With a small bump over a pot hole it went wheeling along all sorts of stolen goods. Every little bump in the road threatened to stop the timid wagon and throughout the long trip bits and pieces of the peddlers goods fell out of the truck.
A little buzzing is such a pest soon you'll end up inside my nest of sticky honey and baby drones come inside I'll make you a clone. Just a dip a simple dive and you'll be stuck inside my hive. What hive you say? Oh me oh my well don't ask me just come along and tell me of what hive do you belong.
A breeze flew through the room as a young couple stormed in from the icy cold streets and came to warm themselves by the vintage fireplace in the middle of their living room. As they began to warm up they started to peel off layers of scarfs and winter coats.
Running through the meadow they graze happily but when i look at them all i see is their pain. Is it just me who can look at them and see their death? I’d assume so at the way nobody does anything but then again do I do anything about it? I guess not.