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Lady Misfortune Nov 2017
Holding the silver knife
You had yours and I mines
Shiny as dimes
My eyes fooled me
And as your anger poured out
All I could think was about the twinkling lights
All those times I'd suffered but been determined
Even if I had
To sacrifice me I'd help you
Cause what else could my life mean
Not like I found any quality in me
And then I realized every single thing I wrote
The way you looked at me
How I spoke
You were just repeatedly stabbing me and I had my hand on the knife
Poolza Jan 2019
A small, red ray of light struck the girl's eyes
Being drawn to its beauty, she crept up towards it
Carefully, she tiptoed towards the warm ray
Desiring the light, she made delicate movements
Every step creaked on the floor; although, not waking the light
For the world was void of light, the girl watched her steps; her only focus on the fire

Going faster
How am I going to get there?
I don't know, but I want it
Jumping, now; dieing later
Knew how to quit, but I didn't; knew the consequence, ignored it
Little light that shines in the night, you'll be mine
Must be mine
Never ending road that leads to you
On the other side of my door, is my dream come true
Please, come to me

Quickly opening the door
Racing heart about to jump
Soul and mind, wanting a light

Torpid, she went
Unknown things are meant to be unknown
Victimized by the fire

Weighed down by her disappointment, she collapsed
Xyresic blades of the hungry fire tore her apart
Yellow and red remained, but she did not
Zealous as anyone can be; no one will ever have the light.

— The End —