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Alex Caldwell Mar 2010
I want to disappear from thisplace,Nothing but a dark shadow on myface.Hide from the world’s light tosee,That in the darkest hour I shallonly find me.The light of the sun has beenbanished,Everything that is seen hasvanished.I want to disappear from thisplace,Nothing but a black shroud on myface.
AnnaMarie Jenema Sep 2017
Glowing red,
Myface heated,
As I try to be myself,
Thigh high stockings,
A mini skirt,
Corset pulled over,
And the piece of resistance,
A small black choker.
But oh,
My face,
My real skin on,
Showing true,
On goes a sweatshirt,
I can't do this yet.

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