Into the Badlands
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Time Kills
She allows the ticks of time to slowly murder her.
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Jupiter’s Tears
Tears of Jupiter hear my plea So, I can find the master key As I trace my way through the atmosphere Stars twinkle like a chandelier
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Into the Badlands
This is Dystopia for it is not just one Place
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Angel’s Envy, neat.
He only comes out at night and he saunters in through the double doors with a devilish smile. The men in the bar scatter to the far ends of the room as He walks in, tipping his fedora at the bartender.
Tick, Tock
Winter has come early this year; some welcome it as others wish they have more time to prepare. Time was different now. Time seems out of sync, so she thought as she stood in cemetery unaffected by the chill in the air. It was oddly warm to her.
I Refuse
I refuse to drown in her eyes... I kick and scream as I grab a life jacket to keep me afloat.
For a Moment
His fingers touched the deepest part of my soul... For a moment we were as one.
She is Hotel
She will do whatever it takes to achieve her dreams
He is Golf
He tried to Change The World He succeeded But with a cost Everything comes with A Cost
Dystopia
Silence engulfs the city Knocking down doors, running the streets Dystopia all around and no one to hear our plea Barely a whisper of a heartbeat Dead men roam through the chaos Feeling the rubble beneath their feet The wealthy barely understands loss As they lie on the cold concrete Code Red-growing with every breath … Continue reading Dystopia
She is Foxtrot
She writes for her. She writes for those whose voices that which cannot be heard. She is a composer, a writer.
