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A Wife in a MillionHe crept up the grand staircase, along the corridor and up to the bedroom door, checking over his shoulder from time to time. As he reached the gilt handle, his pulse quickened. Swiftly he turned the handle and opened the door, just enough for him to slip in. He winced as the heavy door creaked, froze as from somewhere nearby in the vast mansion he heard Lord Leonard grunt during his afternoon nap. One of these days he was going to give that hinge a good oiling – but not just now… A few tense minutes later, he inched perilously through the gap in the doorway and silently pushed the door to. He’d repeated this exercise many a-time,A Wife in a Million
by ~One-Flower-Lives
The CliqueThe social safety net A cosy clump of characters All have their place, their role to play Thank you very muchThe Clique
The isolating force Exclusive membership only All places filled, all roles covered Thank you very much A place where you belong Safe, secure and sanctified All feel included, all valued Thank you very much
The most dangerous weapon around No intruders welcome No tag-alongs, no wannabes Thank you very much
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by ~One-Flower-Lives
Slipping AwaySlipping away, away, away It’s silly to think that you might stay It isn’t as if life works that way But I hate to see you slip awaySlipping Away
You barely spend an hour a day By the side of your sworn companion now. We used to work, rest and play Together - it seemed to work somehow
Growing apart, apart, apart It’s silly to clasp you to my heart It wasn’t intended from the start But I hate to see us grow apart
And when I muse on days gone by When nothing came before a best friend I reminisce and heave a sigh – So sad that such sweetness had to
by ~One-Flower-Lives
SwineSwine.Swine
Eyes sweep over me Registering, but not responding. Fine. Meaningless? I agree Defy it, but don’t deny it. Swine.
Lift the cloud of lies,
Look past the lying eyes, And relive a guilty pleasure A drunken night of leisure When society’s back was turned And a firey passion burned
Fake. Not popular enough for you? Plasticised = Romanticised. Snake Dirty two-faced screw Spineless, but a social success. Fake.
Revisit the other night, When prejudice took flight, And remember you didn’t care
by ~One-Flower-Lives
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Patiently Awaiting InspirationPatiently Awaiting InspirationPatiently Awaiting Inspiration
Sleeplessness is pressing at my brow, And Writer's Block is pouring the whiskey. He already filled my trash bin And emptied my fancy new pen. It's only fair that he refresh my glass now.
My nostrils are tackled by the scent: Tangy and effective, yet subtle. Down the hatch: my throat is warm. Deep inside my mind lines begin to form, But Writer's Block says he's not yet spent.
Anxiety chimes in with pins in my hands And fights with Sleeplessness for a xanex. He can always be so needy at night; But Sleeplessness
by ~hands-down182
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eep
hope youre ok.
xxxx
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Trapped in a spell, a dream I would gladly die for.
Lora <3
you been writing recently?
xxxxx
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One tear in my eye
Makes the whole world cry
more of a looker than a do-er
(man worse-er)
ha
I wish I could make stuff, one day maybe xD
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Now you're thinking with Portals
i wish i knew how to make the accented letters on my keyboard.. haha
I have been trying to track down the poem The Ballet that you wrote. I forgot to fave it, and then forgot to bookmark the page!
Finally, after sorting through days of history I found you!
Great poem. Definately my all-time favourite
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Anyway yeah, I'll add you to my friends list if you don't mind, even though we've only met once -_-''
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