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Yuki Mar 2019
If you could choose between
losing yourself and discovering
the deepest parts of your soul with
their weakness, fragilities and fears,
what will your choice be eventually?
And if you go for the first one,
will you walk in the streets
like an empty body looking lost
among humans whom souls you
cannot and do not want to touch?
And if you go for the second one
will you have the strength to fight
the demons who will come at night?
Will you see your soul while looking
in the mirror and recognize it as yours
in its whole being, with its scars?
If you could be whole, would
you still choose to be a half?
Shadow Dragon Apr 2018
Turn off your eyes.
Let all the lies,
pass like flies.

Drown your sins.
Watch them form twins,
and poke them with pins.

Drain your blood.
Make a sacrificial cut,
and watch the flood.

End your Life.
Use the bread knife,
in front of your three wives.
Ruthie Aug 2014
Don't you dare demand anything from me.
Don't you dare ask me to write about you.
Who the hell said I care?
Who the hell said I write about insignificant nobody's like you?
Do you have an answer?
No.
Because your lips slimed their way to mine.
And your hands wandered without prior permission.
So don't you dare moan at me and whisper in my ear.
Telling me to write that experience down.
Because I don't want it.
I don't want you.
And I don't want your schoolboy hands anywhere near me.
I will not write about you.

— The End —