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spiked
I watched the colors drift in and out, I watched the droplets bundle through the window panes, I couldn't see what was happening. I couldn't sense you, nor did I have the power to say No. As always, my love. I was spiked. Spiked by you.
eligible
He sat down, his laptop before him.Words were flying all over, thoughts scattered and hazy visions that could never translate into reality. He tried so hard, he was an utter failure, a disaster. He couldn't do this, he wasn't good enough. Wait, said the universe. The truth is, he isn't eligible enough.
takeoff
The adrenaline pumped through the veins of my body, As I held on to his arms, I am as strong as ever, And with you by my side, We can takeoff, Go higher and higher, Until we can touch the skies, Once and for all.
bicycle
The creak of her wheel gained his attention. She was like a breath of fresh hair, The perfect contour of her body, The boy at the corner of the street stared right ahead, "Do you see her" I asked John. "Who" he replied and from the shock on his face, I knew my demons were back again.
gentleman
A tender kiss, A glass of champagne, A bouquet of roses, A flamboyant love affair to please everyone. You are a stranger, Handsomely clad in a tuxedo. That the crowd gapes at. "What a gentleman", "You must be lucky", they say to me. Beneath my skin lay your scars, The trashing of your words. "Indeed he is" I say, Slowly, I walk away.
visit
She walked past the mother who was gently kissing her son's wound gone. Unconsciously, her face lit up. The gentle tugs on her sweater, sheshe'd never forget. The way he smiled, the way he shared his toys. Her footsteps grew heavier as she spotted it. She lay the bunch of bluebells down. The concrete slab said Jack(1995-1998), we will remember you"
curtains
As the world around us crumbles, Where religion has become macabre, Where dominance is the key, The two options we have are fight or flight, We chose this. We live with guilt, With shame and fear, And day by day, this eats our flesh. This tears us apart, Our humble abode, An escape from brutality, We draw the curtain.
fishing
In and out, Hooked and unhooked, You reeled me in all those years ago, I gasp for breath now, Until I feel my gills explode, I see you watch me, With a curious smile. You swim away, To catch another. Without any ado, You just go on fishing.
confined
Mia looked over at Sam, sprawled across the bed. He slept like a child, and the innocence was too overwhelming for her. She broke out the door in cold sweat, and she noticed she was holding her breath the whole time. She couldn't go on anymore. It was claustrophobic, her entire existence. And there was no point. "Here's to freedom", she thought, and leapt without hesitation.
thirst
The fresh crimson pool lay right there, And he stared, not knowing what to do. Was he distraught?Frightened? Should he run?Should he call the police? The world around him spun like a broken carousel, But The voice in his head beat his conscience. "Go forth, quench your thirst, my son" And that, he did.
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