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The death siren signals the team to sit beneath the diamond moon.
The warden requires this stance once a day in the afternoon.
10 years 12 months ago
His hair changes every day
in some manner
whether
black,
blond,
super-blond,
blue-steaked,
10 years 12 months ago
Just a day in his life
is like anyone else’s.
He starts with a cup of strong smelling tea and
10 years 12 months ago
I remember his hair. Blond as gold. Golden as the sun. One day to his shoulders. The next only at his ears.
10 years 12 months ago
She walked and enjoyed the moments,
He ran and made moments,
So when they their eyes meet it was as if fate clicked,
10 years 12 months ago
Stay here as you walk through life;
I will hold your hand when you are far.
Here, I am there with you in the dark.
10 years 12 months ago
Green is land I walk on, and the air I breath.
Red is blood I shed from fear, and the battle I won.
10 years 12 months ago
Down the hole.
You go alone.
You’re forced.
By an instance.
It doesn’t take much.
10 years 12 months ago
Below the rosebush,
thorn and brush
the soft
the dank
the muddy lie.
An unthought of underworld.
10 years 12 months ago
Where has gone the old,
and chivalrous
and virtuous?
Know not I, neither do others.
10 years 12 months ago