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asena
asena
21/F/NeverLand She has the royal attitude / She's her kind of nicest rude / She dances among the stars / Damn pretty with so many scars / She  has the darkest soul / And thousand stories untold... / #CelestialQueen / ©DreamChaser
I don’t want you to fall in deep.. You wouldn't want to love me anymore.. For this you'll find me creep .. I'm afraid, you won't like what's inside.. ‘Tis where darkest of my demons hide...
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 4:32 AM UTC
Don't fall in deep
Every night she lies awake under the bare sky, Waits for the moon to show up and to sing her lullaby..
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 6:47 AM UTC
Insomniac
He made her scream and scratched her scars saying "It's okay I'll heal 'em lovely star"
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 4:24 AM UTC
He who's a savior
Yesterday my sun slept before noon That was early for it, tho very soon I looked up into my sky, in search of moon and hope of star I couldn't find, nor in sight, neither so far Deep down I could feel the ocean, relieved For it's moon, that used to growl Deep down I caressed the wolf, distressed At it's moon, in passion,who used to howl.. All around me it was pervertedly dark All I had left was just to hark.. ~DreamChaser~ ~Reine~
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 1:57 AM UTC
Blank sky
Under the ashes Burning and alive In a saddened heart Prickling like a thorn Is it NIGHT or a DEMON..?? With abhorrence And temptation Intertwined In the flames of Flashbacks Drop by drop Dissolving and running In veins Like a deadly poison In a rusty ruin As the sign of Dread and fright Cold as the gleaming sword In the hands of assassin Is it NIGHT or a DEMON..?? Swallowing men Like an accidental death Free from senses From the origin of spirits Till the judgment... Is it NIGHT or a DEMON..??
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 3:13 AM UTC
Night
They were playing Hide and seek of words But deep down Both were craving To hear one of them saying "You are the song My heart is beating to"
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Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 6:38 AM UTC
WordPlay
I was wondering What if I frame A firefly in a jar Would it still be, for kids, a little star...?
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Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 3:26 AM UTC
Hope
It was the darkest hour of night With deadly silence and full of fright My body was hurting And in pain, my soul was writhing Under the bare sky I was lying Knowing that I'm dying Was getting echoes of flashbacks Was hearing horrific and dreadful clacks Sensing seizer of souls howling around Ways to escape I knew I wouldn't found Was thinking about the days, I used to spend How I forgot, everything 'll be questioned at the end I begged, O God, please one more chance My life, my deeds, I'll enhance But it was too late to pray I must had to pay ~Dreamchaser~
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Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 3:20 AM UTC
One Last Chance