Perfectly Flawed

Sam|25|Gallifrey| The artist formally known as EternalFall. Couldn't stay away.

[ethereal-delusions]

Collecting love. Dirty little trinkets hidden in bed clothes. Glowing with life, With you, with I.

[ethereal-delusions]

Blankly the empty space stares in my direction, a stark reminder, I.am infectious. So says the man clad in sterile white. The world is not the place for me. Just the bubble built to contain the flesh eating monster living within me, marking skin.

[ethereal-delusions]

A question washes clean his face, All is lost in the deep white basin. All hope is lost down the drain. Mixing with swat and blood, Water is the catalyst, her breath is the cure. Broken is the image, the mirror seems to feed. Who? Who? Why?

[ethereal-delusions]

Long live love, The only emotion that when mixed with hate, Is so toxic and thick it blocks the sun.

[ethereal-delusions]

Warmth from the sun soothes me. Lulls me into false security, Whilst I burn alive

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Naked as the day I slithered from my mother. The stars kick down cleansing kisses on skin. Water dances around me as I dance within it. This is beauty this is peace.

[ethereal-delusions]

Storms live in my head. Always will until I'm dead.

[ethereal-delusions]

She said sadly sisters slip swiftly sideways. Slithering sickly sinking several skips away.

[ethereal-delusions]

The song was wrong to last to long. The beat never matched the words, Slurred sloppily from crooked lips. It slips your mind I wasted time, On the fine mess that we would be. You see that every time you promised, Compromised my state of mind. As you slipped between my fingers, And lingered just before my lips. A lock on my hips. Until I found the key, To be more than away to run from family.

[ethereal-delusions]

Grace wrapped in confidence, Wearing strength as a cloak, Sharing her resilience with friend and foe. She is beauty in the form most raw.

[ethereal-delusions]

Be my friend please

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Another fold in us in time, another reminder of sorrow and death, And life at the end of tattered stings. You be you and I will be me. The simple things in complicated details. This is life on the edge of things.

[ethereal-delusions]

Talk to me ask me stuffs slay my boredom ...

What is left of my sanity depends on you.

[ethereal-delusions]

Still is the night, I count freckles on his arms, Charmed by the beauty of brown dots on porcelain. As I imagine the end of sin, All counting is lost. He is worth all cost, Paid in tears, fear and broken schemes. Dreams could not conjure a man whose stature matches his. Sincerely we have enough baggage between us to travle to Mars and back, But it matches in away that tomorrow matches someday.

[ethereal-delusions]

Not another unrequited dream, a mystery. Unsettled dust of lust and history. The jumbled mess was let of each the players. Now battling the gray,and glares. But there is something in a kiss. Something that can't be missed.

Every fractured moment is nor than a gift. Let it all loose who needs another rift? Things are always burnt to black except for this, Except for that something in a kiss Something that can't be missed

How can you write a love with honesty, Without sounding like a sap who values destiny? Unsettled in a soap box until the layers fade. He is more thane just a country to invade. There is something in a kiss, Some thing that can't Be missed.

[ethereal-delusions]

I do not want to go to work.

[shinigamilewis-deactivated20150]

Moms Games

Mom always said Go play in traffic We forgot the rules Oh wait she never said I put magnets on cars And rocks in trucks I hope I won The game I even counted Them all By color and style The vans I didn’t mess with There weren’t any Semi trucks on that road Otherwise I’d given Them bandaids or tape Playing in traffic Was a fun game Keep your toes On the line Is the key thing I never found Out if I won or not In my mind I won because I’m still here today