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Ruby red lips,
Ivory skin,
Stuck in one position,
Til I am told to move,
Held against my will,
An expressionless face,
held in the balance of time.
Ivory skin,
Stuck in one position,
Til I am told to move,
Held against my will,
An expressionless face,
held in the balance of time.
Literature
Joyous Mortis
i. The skulls-and-waistcoats That were stood 'neath The skulls-and-crossbones Disembarked on- To the manicured greens Spread before a manor And under stars That were all Jane Austen Met with Mervyn Peake. Inside, they danced with ladies Of fairest dresses and decorum, And in this way did the night Meld hours as velveteen globs. ii. In the light of the fullest moon, Did the preacher's son And farmer's daughter Stumble most fortunately Into their fate, Having taken the abandoned manor To no longer be as such. That night, The ladies became half-wolf And flew round chandeliers As so many bats, The gentlemen spilled wine From their cavities And the souls living Danced With the merry dead. iii. Decades later, Their four children Parked on the hilltop lane And, all laughing, headed Down to the manor To party.
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Death at the Doorstep
Death has now come to your doorstep Every bomb a knock-knock-knock on your door The grim visage of the skull keeps inching ever closer; yet if feels as though he is breathing down my neck as well. Hearts beating to the rhythm of the war drums, bodies falling in line to serve their purpose; Pieces being moved on the chessboard by unseen hands with hidden motives. The wall you built for protection, a monument to silence Turns to barbed wire that cuts into your flesh As it does into mine, sweet darling; and so the two of us bleed in unison. Already I can hear the reaper: Knock. Knock. Knock. And I wonder when he will arrive at my doorstep. Run, my love. Run swift as the wind, run - run as if your live depends on it, because it does. RUN.
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Milk Growth Part 2
Class was well underway, and the bloated feeling had not subsided. Ollie felt her belly again. Luckily, it was still a small paunch. However, it was apparent that it had grown slightly bigger. It gave a low gurgle in response. "I feel full, so it can be fat," she deduced in her mind. "But then what is it?!" Since the issue was inside of her, she knew that there wasn't much she could do about it, so she tried her best to focus on the lesson and take notes. About 20 minutes later, nothing much had changed. However, Ollie felt a new pressure appear within her abdomen and begin to make its way up. Suddenly, she let out a small burp. Before she could process what happened, another came out. She tensed up and tried to keep any more from coming up when she felt a strange moving sensation. She repeated said action and could now hear a faint sloshing. Liquid? ...THE MILK. The weird milk did this to her! She never should have drank it! Her belly only groaned in protest of the dairy in it.
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