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Felicia Diana Jul 2016
'I stand here in the dark, It suffocates me.
My eyes leave me lonely, there is nothing to see.
Where the air is wet and dripping on my skin.
My thoughts are killing every last sin.
The cold stones where I stand upon,
leave me not shivering but numb.
I stand here in the dark, It suffocates me still.
But then there is that glimps of light
The power of will.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
Felicia Diana Jul 2016
'I could smell your scent, taste your feelings '- hear your beating heart when you touched my shoulder. Even though you faded in this crowded city. This city of freedom we were caged in.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
Felicia Diana Apr 2016
'If I were a woman, I would've kissed you.
And inhale your soul.
But I am only a girl. And I can't grow up.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
Felicia Diana Apr 2016
'We were flowers, covered in dirt.
We were clouds, falling into rain.
We were rivers, becoming dry.
We were candles, burning up.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
  Mar 2016 Felicia Diana
Tina Marie
I've always liked gingers
But I've never met a ginger I liked until you.
Your flaming hair echoes my desire.
Felicia Diana Mar 2016
'He walked on dusty roads, alone he walked away. Tearing his flesh apart, everyday. He walked until he could no more. The road ended suddenly, his feet got sore, But still he kept on walking forward... on thin air for his eyes to see. He left his own skin, to walk free.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
Felicia Diana Jun 2015
'My body normally wouldn't shiver that way,
it is because your fingers touched me.
You gave me glitters and tunes I never experienced.
I felt like waves of water crushing into land.
We would travel to Paris and Rome and Prague.
With glistening eyes you walked and danced around my presence.
That voice of yours sounded like music and felt like poems.
I was surrounded with lies, but I didn't care.
Lies you want to hear, said the magazines lying on my lap.
Take me to the promised cities. Take me there in your arms.
I kissed that muscular neck hundred times,
but you wiped those kissed away.
I sprayed my writs, neck and ******* with Chanel.
Hoping you would touch me like that again.
But you didn't.
You left me there standing, watching thin air turning blue.
I always felt so beautiful around you.
Never leaving you was the first lie you told.
And the best.
There was a moment that I really believed in it.
Believed in you.'
-- F.D. Prenger.
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