🍒 Cherry 🍒

A writer. A flower. A petal of disregard.

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plum pink lips

ripe for the picking.

curves, curves

i’d have to slow to turn.

driving down her hills, mounds of love.

soft, gentle skin

honey sweet.

high in the sky, her hair

covers the midnight sky.

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Misty Blue

Have you ever been underwater…?

It’s a mystical void down there.

It’s a cool feeling, the darkness below.

It’s thrilling to me. Very invigorating.

You just listen to the hollow abyss that is encompassing you.

The zero gravity.

Have you ever truly been underwater?

No need to breathe, or swim.

Just float.

It’s an enchanting feeling. The currents may toss you a little,…

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Watch

There’s an ominous looking eye on the wall in my room.

It’s always staring at me…

I’m afraid to undress; it mocks me.

I’m afraid of dressing up; it laughs at me.

I can’t bring anyone in there; it makes them leave.

It makes me terrified and I hate it.

When it moves around I get chills down to my bones.

When it laughs it echoes in my head.

I’m scared…

I don’t want to be…

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Anxious

How do I say hi?

How do I say no?

Can I tell her how I feel?

Won’t she say no?

She’ll say no.

I know she’ll say no.

I can’t go there.

Too many people.

Take a different route.

Avoid the light.

It feels tight in here.

You told me there wasn’t going to be many people here.

I’m not exaggerating.

I want to go home.

Let me go home.

I want to go home!

LET…

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School

The room is full.

Packed with soulless voices trying to get it right.

The ones in the corners sit in silence to not participate.

Until their higher power strikes a frightful fist.

“Answer to me this question you fool!” It said with a booming voice. The shadows, they trembled and fell on the floor.

The howls and hooters of the other bright, confident souls bounced off the walls and tore down the floors.

Together we come, together we fall some used to say

Until our humble behavior began to change...

In dreaded incantations and bright darkness…

There’s a cipher of truth waiting to be open.

The lying scoundrels…

Replacing faces with screens.

Saying, begging, swearing for their life

Craving attention; begging for it.

With a bright flash, the life is gone

Wasted, dissipated, pointless…

Inhuman.

by Cherry