Please cooperate, sweetheart. You're
Laying on your back, posing for
A cameraman with a sweaty hand.
You're nervous, I understand.
But you don't need to worry, we'll take care of you.
Oh, I know I know-
You need your rent money, right?

My dear, you'll get it don't worry don't worry.
All he needs is just one
Good shot. Stay still for us please, it'll be over soon.
And then we're done! See, was that so bad?
Zero pain on your part, right?
I know, I know, I'll get you your money.
Now you wait right here.
Except just one thing- would you be willing to model for us again?
Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry.

She smiled
And just like Jesus
She held her arms wide open
Thinking she could be my saviour too. Once again.
But Sweetie, even if your chain still adorns your neck
And your eyelashes still touch your eyelids
And your pants still heighten to your waist
And your tattoo still crosses your forearms,
Your mouth gagged lies
Your eyes burned in the void
And your neck was haunted by the absence of your perfume.




-LynnAA

The girl, the blue lilac and the monster had finally been within the grasp of each other

But as the blue lilacs heart grew warmer and warmer the monster can only ache harder

Denial cannot defeat memory

His past was all he seemed to think about

A past where a beautiful girl would still love him

A past where he was still human

He was fitted to the image his family; his clan wanted

And that image was distort by society's ignorance and fear

A creature as ****** as him would be liable for the destruction or another pure soul

He didn't want to lose his little blue lilac too

And she didn't want to lose her own monster to unknown causes again

A bond between horror and beauty is both dangerous yet wonderful

But no matter how anyone looks at it:

Horror and beauty

Purity and sin

Yin and yang

Its all the same

Love is an eternal essence that will always remain

Even in death.

you blur my vision like rain running down a window sill.
you're stuck in my head all day like a song from the top 40.
you sow up my holes with patches and seal them with a kiss.
you are the chills i felt on our first date.
you make me feel, in more ways than one.
you will always have a piece of my heart to call your own.
you hold my head to kiss me and hold my heart along with it.
you breathe sweetness into my lungs.
you fill my heart with joy.
you fill my dreams with hope.
you fill my mind with love songs and plans for the future.
you're soothingly familiar and i bask in that comfort.
you complete me, and i think you know it.

It's been over a month and I still find myself on the verge of tears as I get lost in my own thoughts, the good and the bad. I can only hope you're safe, for I have prayed that you find your way. I think about the dancing together, the relaxing evenings, the pictures of dinner all meant for something I thought was so real and now it's gone. Or it never was. I'm starting to think it was some sort of dream, the whole thing. You're gone so what is there to believe. I am having trouble understanding the reason to live once again. I find myself wandering in thoughts, I am so so so lost. There are things, but I can not stop thinking of you. Whether it be anger, resentment, happiness. It's truly s death. One of which I will never understand. I am sad. I am lost. That is the truth. Although I play a good role of a voice who bashes my own love; or what he was. I miss you. The fact that we aren't dead. Why would we do this. Why couldn't you be a man. Stand up for yourself. One day they will go and you will be left alone here standing on a ground, where will life put you then? Will you still follow a horrid life, full of rules that you yourself do not understand. The only thing in life that is worth anything is love. Where are you.