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She wanted to touch the thorns
and every living organism that would brought her to her knees,
subtle and dangerous; a gargantuan curiosity peaked and intervene;
affinity faded into something frivolous,
perspective flashing ruby before dawn broke.

she wanted risks,
and short-live melancholia for her far-fetched disappointment
when she found the magnolia had ceased to bloom
in an early spring,
and by Tuesday
she had forgotten her name purposefully,
a woman's folly always bound to be questioned anyhow.

'twas the beginning of her decadence, one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five,
a withered English rose that lovers wouldn't infatuate,
nor they would let her stay at their den.
a stunner devoid of attention;
a story abound of illusion,
unmeasured;
but a gaze in her eyes,
I melt.

never had I seen a creature so free,
never had I seen a curve of smile preened,
and swathed with such glory.

free;
or so as I believe.

free.
And I'm scared
Cause falling into you
Means falling out of him
And somehow
*I had not prepared for that
for every fear
I had in me
my words are silenced
by the backspace key
I try to type
what's in my heart
yet every sentence
a shot in the dark
out comes false words
my honesty ends
I give up and I
press send
hi
Take a trip if you can muster the will
Over the Rainbow it's waiting there still

The Great, Great Granddaughter of the Wicked Witch of the West
Just might want to steal back those shoes,
Forget that dress

She's young, beautiful, her dress all new
Waiting patiently, flying around the Rainbow
Waiting for you

Is your house secure, foundation true
Have you forgotten what you once knew

Little ones all snug and safe in their beds
Are better off not knowing it could be
Off with their heads

So don't chase Rainbows elusive though they may be
There's a Wicked Witch waiting  just for you and me

It's better to watch silent as the colors collide
Then end up in OZ headless and empty
Inside
You know, I always thought that, in the movie, I'd been so stinking angry with this Glenda the supposed Good Witch. What good witch allows a little girl to risk her very life, when all along she could of went home by clicking those **** shoes!?
>:0(
If I were to leave this world today, I'd want to be remembered, it's true,
for going that extra mile just to show my love for you.
I'd want for you to be proud of me and know I always tried.
When you hurt, I did, too; your tears I also cried.
I'd want you to be compassionate to never turn away
from someone who might need a hug or encouragement one day.
I'd want you to know I'm okay even if you've caused me pain.
I hope you learn from my mistakes and forgive me just the same.
We only have today to let our feelings show.
Remember this is the debt you said I owe...
If you understand, i'm sorry. Stay strong friend.
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