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cattie-unicorn
Hello, my name is Cattie! If you like my poetry, please follow me. C: / Never stop writing, poets! The words that may create your story are unimaginable! / -Cattie xx
Knock, knock, knock. My old front door creaked. I went to the window to take a peak. My hands shivering with fright, oh who could it be on the horrible night? As I hesitantly look out the window glare, a puppy's whimper I hear. Whimper, whimper, crying tears of red blood. What ever is coming from his mouth? Red, red indeed. Perhaps it is an animal in need? It's ears and tail point to the floor, frightful sight I have to endure. Once again, the creak of my door. A bald man, staring back at me. His smile so wide and his eyes as well, full of hatred. I can tell. His hands stained with dark red, what have I done? I scream and I shout, I plead and I pout. For such a man and dog have come to do what? Everything turns black. The man's smile shifts into a chuckle, and I'm afraid this story might be my last. Red, spread across the floor. My blood, I can see no more.
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
The Man and the Dog
Dearest love, whilst long the stars beam, stories of people, nurturing imaginative creations leading an endless gift of smiles and laughter, Loving you, everything continues, without halt, We are Free
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
Dearest Love
You don't understand from my point of view. The words that you cannot comprehend is not old, but new. As they are spoken by my heart throughout my voice and into the air It may as well tear apart because the meaning is a dare; not at all fair. They may give you goosebumps even without understanding the meaning.
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 8:53 AM UTC
Words
The drop of rain slides across the glass it's uncertainty of direction as strong as brass. With every path in which my friends walk I seem to fade into the opposite side of talk. The gossip that used to be spread by my words has transported itself along to the herds. The people who whisper glare through my skin making me want to grow out of my sin. Yet still I find my way to walk with pride, my will to stay alive shall bide. The question of whether I deserve it is unanswered. It might always be.
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 4:58 AM UTC
Path of Rumors
You don't have to pull the trigger.      What He has planned for you                           is so much bigger.                 Than the lies                      resentful whys                       the failed tries                                      open ended goodbyes                                               certain persons you despise                                          whether it's someone else                                                                                                or inside yourself, Put that gun back on the shelf. Until you feel empowered again, I know your strength is nulled, if you want that much power in your own hand, at least take out the bullets than, That will liberate you, won't it? This helplessness you feel subsides, adjust your sights correctly you will find, down the barrel of a gun is where the enemy hides. Now before your heart joins the loss of your mind, Open your eyes and unwind, unload the gun and walk away you can save a life today even if it's your own.
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 1:23 AM UTC
not all heroes need a bang
Dear child, Can you start giving me cat food that's piled? I wish to expand With luxurious food that's apparently canned. Please don't treat me like I'm a rock. And stop watching me like a hawk! I love all the petting, But your hand really needs to stop sweating I want to be treated like a luxurious cat, can you do that? Oh, and when you come back, capture a rat
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Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 4:43 PM UTC
You Spoiled Cat !
My mind is at it's peak it overflows until it reaches my cheek The crimson that glows upon my face makes me want to pace and pace The color spreads to my ears and hopefully doesn't make me tear I sprint across the fields of laughter hoping nobody creates a plaster The burning behind my eyes seems to overcome my pride Tears collect and no longer I can protect For life has been frayed, and may start to pay
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 4:18 AM UTC
Embarassment
I took a step into my pained world and notice everything has swirled The buildings standing sternly now, seem to be upside down The blackness grows through my vision, and everything misses precision It seems everything is in slow motion and I swear I can smell the ocean I collapse into the ground, and I notice my head starts to pound I feel tears stream down my face, I close my eyes and everything erased.
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 3:40 AM UTC
Faint