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they get into your pant
sting the fleshiest part
concerns they've scant
if the bitten is hurt
no sooner than dangers they read
quickly inject formic acid.

easily irritable they're venomous
the pain they inflict can't be quietly nursed
don't they ever bother size of victim
elephantine fat or grasshopper slim
just one bite and the crisis is dire
body is engulfed in eruptive fire.

they grip quite strong before they bite
crawl on from left catch you from right
not a fair deal was it deserved to be earned
thrown in the fire thousand times burned
they spread everywhere trees and clothesline
upon this earth they're livid landmine.

fear them you might curse them abhor
can't stop them they're mighty predator
one small sting is sparks of whiplash
leaving on skin swollen red rash
the more you scratch the more leaps the flame
be wary of these creatures fire ant by name.
 Jun 2015 Blink
LycanTheThrope
Skin drenched in blood and moonlight
I devour your reflection
False mistakes inhale burning degrees
Wronged truths help good lies
Demons **** tonight with beautiful teeth sunken into the floor
Ashes quite the sky
Lay with me tonight
I crave a secret taste of you

Don't turn love into pity anymore
Ahkira, I love you.

© Copywrited
 Jun 2015 Blink
Creep
Maybe we were all so wrapped up
In our own little worlds
Concerned about grades,
Concerned about parents,
Concerned about everything else
But the things that matter most:
Our friends.
Because when it comes to it,
In the end they are the ones that will support us,
But hell,
We forgot to support them.

It hurts.
We are vain little creatures,
Forgetting the best we ever had.
...
****.
I can't write.
I'm sorry.
Sasha.
I'm so ******* sorry.
...

We/I ******* up.
Don't forgive us/me.
We/I don't deserve it.
But know that we/I acknowledge ur feeling of isolation and will hopefully try to stop it.

Fly me to the moon
By frank sinatra
 Dec 2014 Blink
Joanna
Remember
 Dec 2014 Blink
Joanna
Dear heart, don't cry,
There's a difference in what it feels like to fall and fly,
Your pain is an allusion caused by pure confusion,
Please remember how precious you are.
© Joanna Mrsich. All rights reserved
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