Without A WordEverything was waiting to be said.Without A Word
The darkroom with the light burning, his eyes without life.
She saw, she could hardly escape.
So she stood in the darkroom and sighed.
His eyes reached her shoulders, her face, they burned her shoulders and face.
She relized that it could not be avoided.
He was in his chair, watching her unspoken fight.
He knew what was expected of him.
Her arms quivered, her soul felt so cold.
Her throat was sore. She felt waves
of cold and hot wash over her.
His eyes were dark,
I fightA pain caught at my chest like the point of a spear.I fight
"Had enough?" He asked. "Damn you," I shrieked.
I fought for air I pushed myself to my feet I stumbled through pain I made my way toward my skin I fought for air again, again
"Had enough?" The Pain asked. "Never," I answered.
I fell, but the few remaining memories
gave me strength to woke up and fight.
"Had enough?" He asked, gently. "I'm all right," I said calmly.
"I know how difficult this is for you." "You know nothing," I heard my voice.
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TeacupsI am sharing this shelf with the porcalain teacups.Teacups
Some of them turned their heads from me, others - don't hear me.
Painted with scenes of crime and misery, painted with love, heatred and treachery.
Some of them are blind, deaf or ignore me, others - blame me for my stupid self.
Nude teacup explore the body of nude teacupcess, both equally revealing, mocking, flirting, seducing.
The other of teacups acted as the sculptures, hiding their feelings into their porcelain souls.
They breath the same air, yet, they are so different.
A boy with a face to die forA boy with a face to die for stepped at the moment appeard to be conducted like any collection of childish pieces.A boy with a face to die for
He thought, shattering his mind to pieces.
There is no one to blame for
that people can read in my head.
That was the nature of sudden death.
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That was Zen, but this is Tao.
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before !
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"And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door"
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