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Alaska Young Sep 2014
he is here
across the room from me
his breath light
his eyes keen
his heart pumping

he spots a figure
and he pounces
Alaska Young Jul 2014
A warm salty river
runs down his crimson face
he has lost his lover and his place,

embrace the sickening darkness
sleeps warm embrace
cant cure this

blonde curls
interlace with pale fingers
bright red flush
braces on cheeks of pale skin

this is it
flesh and bone.
Alaska Young Jul 2014
what a pretty sight
she understands that the ocean
is a bountiful palace of life
bright blue blush
on a orb of green.

but can it save her,
from her fate,
it can grant her the relief of death.

her finger tips sink into the silk
but no further than her wrist.
Alaska Young Jun 2014
of course you kissed her lips,
and of course you held her hips,

but don't you see this is why,
you always ask me why I cry,

don't you see now the red inside me,
dont you see now you cant find me,

don't you see now that you will never hold me,
that you will always scold me,

and that's the answer to your stupid question.
Alaska Young Jun 2014
Well of course you would never care,
I am always just left to despair,
the ways I could have helped you,
but you wouldn't care.
you never gave me back anything so why should I even try,
but you see the thing is,
your the reason I cry.
Alaska Young Jun 2014
Him
golden eyes; bore green eyes
wry grin curls his lips

he knows it hurts her
but doesn't give a ****


pink nail polish
black mascara
electric blue dress

black vest
black tie

he looks his best
and he's here to die

— The End —