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Colours, Part 1?Blue. Green. Al's mind failed to connect the two words. Blue, big blue thing, everywhere. Names escaped his concussed mind. He desperately set his cognitive functions to work, searching for blue: no entries found. Damnit. The big blue thing still stared at him, mocking him with unanswered questions, revelling in it's unknown status. Damn you big blue thing. If Al had remembered the name, he would have cursed it violently, shaking his fists to the sky and- SKY!! That's it! Pride swelled in Al's struggling chest, as the big blue (sky) retreated into a corner of itself, pouting like an (blue) infant. Satisfied with his new discColours, Part 1?
by ~harrisHEFFALUMP
What would you say?What, Would you have said to me? If you'd understood, I regret not telling you, And why, Did we simply fall apart? I know you need, An answer from me,What would you say?
Right at the start I saw, A problem at the very core, Neither of us, Could open that door,
There, Is nothing that we could have done, We both got caught, In a rush of romance, This, Is no fault of yours, Or mine it's just, We're don't match at all,
We both would've hurt, If we had locked ourselves inside, Neither of us, Could open that do
by ~harrisHEFFALUMP
Mark 5:9From whence the morning came, and lights Shadows on the blood-stained boards, Cast shadows on the mournings, and flies, In the midst, flee back to your lords! My legion sleeps, my name does keep, Many a sorow forgotten at the door, But fly forth! Rise up, let fly yourself! And on the worldly facets gnaw, Chase the morning back to dark, Deformity sleeps, hide such marks,Mark 5:9
Two's a problem, three marks insanity, A crowd reveals a twisted mind, As a flood of water may leave a mouse, And all left behind in the one head's-house If none shall hear the tainted t
by ~harrisHEFFALUMP
To Death And HellThe green-eyed girl, Stops and takes a breath, Confidence and calming, And the concrete speaks of death, A birdsong here, Heralds only evil, Here in the lands of death,To Death And Hell
She starts, with fear her only fuel, That throws her legs in action, While the realm of glass, Looms on, a frightening sensation, Which way? she gasps, Hoping air to relieve her, For there are no second chances, When one road carries death,
Pursuing her, a figure, A monster-demon no less, Fatigue none assails it, None match it's stubborness, Blood dri
by ~harrisHEFFALUMP
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