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My body made of glass
I teeter on the edge of that terrifying
cliff.
How can I avoid this dark,
gruesome ending?
I scream for help
as I tip further forward,
but no one hears my
wanton
cries.
All efforts made would be
futile.
Alas,
I have served them well,
I
thought
now
plummeting
to
my
demise.
Yet,
to my pleasant
surprise
a hand reaches
from the deep cavern of my death,
saving my fragile form from sure horrible pain
and mortification.
I laugh and silently,
having no true lips to speak,
thank my wonderful savior
as they press my brim
to their lips
for a light
refreshment.
I teeter on the edge of that terrifying
cliff.
How can I avoid this dark,
gruesome ending?
I scream for help
as I tip further forward,
but no one hears my
wanton
cries.
All efforts made would be
futile.
Alas,
I have served them well,
I
thought
now
plummeting
to
my
demise.
Yet,
to my pleasant
surprise
a hand reaches
from the deep cavern of my death,
saving my fragile form from sure horrible pain
and mortification.
I laugh and silently,
having no true lips to speak,
thank my wonderful savior
as they press my brim
to their lips
for a light
refreshment.
Literature
The Crowd
The crowd told me to wear a skirt
I wore my spiky shorts
The crowd told me "keep to yourself"
But I express my thoughts
The crowd told me to have blonde hair
I dyed it blue and pink
The crowd told me to watch TV
I chose instead to think
The crowd told me to like dubstep
I listen to The Cure
The crowd told me to drink cows' milk
But I don't see what for
The crowd told me to say I'm straight
But that's only half true
The crowd told me to have a baby
But I don't want to
Now the crowd are closing in
Calling me a freak
Now the crowd want me to conform
I'm too tongue-in-cheek
Now the crowd hate my differences
I don't think I care
Now the crowd ar
Literature
Rumours
I'm holding your hand
But they're trying to pull it away
Like a hand full of sand
Slipping between my fingers
The cruel words slip out of their mouths
They're predators and we're the prey
And I try not to listen
And I mustn't reveal
Any insecurity that I feel
If I let my guard down, they'll eat me alive
How will we survive?
Close your eyes and I will too
Block their hatred from our view
For it seems I've made some enemies without ever meaning to
Please don't listen to their lies
They're the wolves in sheep's disguise
And I love you, and I need you to get through
Tell me what I've done wrong
Tell me why I deserve this ridicule
This has gone
Literature
Dark red
Drink not my blood, for my poluted mind -
can't find a heal
Me, You, An angel -
doesn't have a last sin.
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Wow, very well done!
I really enjoyed this.
What well-written intensity!
I really enjoyed this.
What well-written intensity!