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  Jan 2015 Luna Elora
Madison Claire
Yesterday he asked permission to kiss her.
"When pigs fly!" she said, with a laugh and a scoff.
Today he marched in holding a pig with wings
Duct-taped on (so they wouldn't fall off).

He tossed it in the air, I swear it did fly
I know because I saw him kiss her goodbye.
Luna Elora Jan 2015
With every beat and pump of my ****** heart, I grow to love you more and more.
The tears I cry evaporate.
Despair isn't the song playing in my head.
But rather a symphony of fascination
I simply adore you my dear.
  Do you venerate me?
Admire, exalt, and treasure me?
In only the way I can do for you?
This is for a special friend in my life.
  Jan 2015 Luna Elora
Emily Dickinson
1546

Sweet Pirate of the heart,
Not Pirate of the Sea,
What wrecketh thee?
Some spice’s Mutiny—
Some Attar’s perfidy?
Confide in me.
Luna Elora Jan 2015
Nothing about you is real enough to me.
All I can see in your eyes is fantasy.
You live in a dream world.
Full of lies.
You don't listen to the cries.
All you wanna do is slip between her thighs.
And then deny your child.
Isn't it wild?
You get to be an *******
And get away with it.
It makes me wanna slit my throat.
And decay, away in a bottomless moat.
This is about someone in my life who recently told me he wouldn't be there for me if I ever were to have his kid. Yeah.
  Jan 2015 Luna Elora
Kimberly Rose
This roof over our heads can't make us a family.
a ten word story
  Jan 2015 Luna Elora
Clindballe
If my hands were ice
your fingerprints
would have been
carved into them
like an ice sculpture.

Your fingerprints
are like paintings
in my gallery of
missing people.
Only missing you.

If my hands were ice
you would be the artist
and I would have melted
Written: January 14. - 2015
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