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you are beautiful.
you are tragically beautiful.
you are notre dame
at night.
you are the eiffel tower
amidst bombshells.
you are the house of commons
and the house of lords.
you are the lone beam
standing after Katrina.
you are the one baby sea turtle
who makes it off the beach.
you are the dark side of the moon.
you are the patch of sand
struck by lightning.
you are the remains discovered
after the plane goes down.
you're a smooth puddle in a parking lot.
you are the creaky stair
that warns of intruders.
you are all of the red skittles.
you are Job 3:14.
zeineb bouhaouel Sep 2014
my head is full of dark thoughts
so i better stop thinking
before i lose my mind
zeineb bouhaouel Sep 2014
the ceremony is over
it was a perfect show
cermeony =life
zeineb bouhaouel Sep 2014
as the clock rang midnight
i left home with the speed of light
with a heart full of bitterness
and a soul ripped by sadness
the road was obscure but sublime
and that owl's hoot was making rhythm
i was heading to the shadow city
where flowers never bloom and trees never grow
only mist and wind you know
no bird singing and no baby laughing
only dog barking and wolves howling
there was a castle high as a mountain
standing next to the secret fountain
the castle's bells start ringing
the ceremony is about to begin
and then i opened my eyes
it was just a dream
zeineb bouhaouel Sep 2014
it’s morning light
not a time for a ****** fight
he prefers waiting for the night
it’s morning light
he is so quiet
he’s not fighting even for his right
ooh he’s a serial killer watch out for your life he doesn’t have pity killing just make him feel better
it’s not morning light anymore
he isn’t quiet like before
he took his weapon and passed by my door
oh dear god i ‘ve just seen a dead body on the floor
i guess it is not safe anymore
he is right behind my door
ooh he’s a serial killer watch out for your life he doesn’t have pity killing just make him feel better
he is coming armed with his shotgun
he’s coming to have some fun
the serial killer is a creature of night so don’t expect to see him in the morning light
zeineb bouhaouel Sep 2014
blessed from the lord or
cursed by the devil
scared of death or
afraid of punishment
well i don’t know anymore maybe both
obsessed by you or
possessed by the devil
pretend to die or
already dead
what a messy girl i am and what a messy world i’m living in
haunted house or
confused mind
cutted head or
buried alive
well i don’t know anymore maybe both
a sinner or
a saint
pretend to die or
already dead
zeineb bouhaouel Sep 2014
she was shedding tears
what's wrong little dove he said
i just realized
i'm no queen of carthage
nor the heir of england
i'm no khaleesi
i can't slay no dragons and
i can't free no men
but you are much more babydoll he said
no i'm nothing but
the queen of sorrow and sadness
the heir of sin and guilt
i'm a useless creature
and a heartless *****
i lead a meaningless life and
i deserve to be butchered with a keen edged knife
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