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piper m Jan 2019
Gray skin creeps in slowly
through the open door
Hold your breath, tread carefully
Who are you looking for?

Tell you what you want to hear
Leave the truth behind
Tell you what you need to hear
Words come with a price

Stare at you straight through stained glass
Smiles fade away...

[w.i.p.]
for those of you who know homestuck. any advice for the next few lines? a w.i.p.
piper m Jan 2019
Red
Blue is
your
one true foe
piper m Dec 2018
Foaming, drifting, waiting

Roaming, shifting, hating.

Salt burns my skin, my eyes, my lips.

The wind is blowing, soon my flag rips.

The storm does not end, instead, brings more thunder.

I was not strong enough, so I just went under.

— The End —