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skye-davies
skye-davies
I, am what you consider, to be human.
Graciously welcomes 8 hours of silent darkness, greeted by my bedroom wall. i have embraced it as a close friend in these hard times.
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May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 12:13 PM UTC
Beauty Sleep
Paint, she said, as she removed her clothing and lay vulnerable before him. Yes, he said and began using a small nimble paint brush. The feeling was relaxing as he delicately brushed her skin with vibrant colours. What will it be?, she asked. He answered, A story. But a story of what?, she demanded. He set down the soft bristles and told her he had finished. It was a short story he explained. She looked down to examine the art only to find herself fading away. She was alone and the artist was gone.
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 7:03 PM UTC
Paint
My eyes burn from the lack of sleep. Your words circling my mind, like a never ending merry go round. I cling onto that horse with every last strength, yet, you still manage to pull me off. I lie in my bed looking at that once happy thought wishing I could smile, but I can't. Somehow the words leave my head. As the clock strikes 4:48, I, am a blank canvas, waiting for none existent paint. I feel nothing, yet still seem to drag the blade. As a new day begins, my life will end. The darkness consuming what I had left. The old day takes so much innocence, if only we could have waited.. till 4:49.
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
4:48AM
I, am a grain of sand, stationed between two beach barriers, trapped. So many grains are around me, yet I see no one. The sea slowly rising closer, pulling me to my death. I feel it near, but it does not take me. It takes my invisible companions, so, I remain, alone, waiting, hoping, for the waves to take me to my pleasure land.
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
depression is like a wave.
You walk among my leaves of emerald, your hand brushing them softly, playing with their delicate hairs. Nature, is in your hands, desperate to be felt.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
A Romantic Connection
I am yet an ocean, I pull you out, never to return. Only by a lovers hand, may you escape. I may tempt you, tidal waves carry you back and forth. Humanity grows further away, until I drag you under. Do not try to breath, my treacherous water will flood your lungs, once peaceful, now at war.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC
A Loving Relationship
You hung my heart on your necklace of shame, yet you wear it with pride.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
Such Irony
My cardboard box has no holes, walls as thick, as my self control, breaking them down, I struggle to breath. A paper cut leaves me to bleed.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
Trapped With Anxiety
I remember how you used to feel on my skin, I replaced your hands with razor blades, their delicate touch cut me deep, along with your destructive words.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
Speech Bubbles
I used to bite your lip, now I bite an apple, it's juices flow, like my tears, once you stole my innocence.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC
Seduction