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Apr 2014 · 501
Haiku 1.
Katie Killjoy Apr 2014
When I will be yours
On wet grass, under our stars;
Time can only tell.
Apr 2014 · 575
Pyschosis
Katie Killjoy Apr 2014
My brain:
It feels like white wash walls.
My mind has been bleached
To nothing at all.

The clocks' hands move;
I am not ready.
The broken skin on my hands
Reveal my state is unsteady.

My eyes have sunken
Deep into my skull,
Like the ships that has been
Swallowed by the sea.
Apr 2014 · 909
Mother 1.
Katie Killjoy Apr 2014
I am not like you,
I do not have your eyes
Saturated with cunning and hate,
covering lies.

I am not like you,
I do not have your smile.
I do not receive happiness
From another's child.

I am not like you,
I do not own a vacant heart.
I have found another
Who will fulfill your part.

I am not like you,
I do not prey for attention;
Isolation has acquainted with
Me since then.

I am imagination,
but I am reality.
I am not like you, I am
**Me.

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