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 Shiela
Pitter patter went the rain
Blood was spilling down the drain
Lightning struck out in the night,
Bathing her in eerie light,
Sheila knelt on browning grass,
Maiming those who dared to pass,
Departing every dusk till dawn,
Seeking out her latest pawn,
Soothing as a bitter scream,
To do her duty, wake her dream,
As Sheila slashed a man of age,
He raised his arms in fists of rage,
She whispered softly 'neath her breath
What gives him life so close to death?
In cloak and hood she left unseen,
Soulless as she's always been.
*~Jacklynn
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ShortyI
Down, down, down, on a web of acid tears,
Spider dropping in to say hello.
Round, round, round, little hypnotizing fears,
Poisoned nibbles making my skin glow!
*~Jacklynn
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ShortyII
Light the fire with cartiledge kindling
Sparkles rise from baby fat kerosene
Toasting toes and marshmallows
We feast on our beautiful offspring.
*~Jacklynn
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Gothic Nostalgia
Dark as a moonless autumn,
A midnight syrup of nightmares,
Sweeter than a cherrywood fire,
Laughter warms the hollow faces.
Sinking to another level
Self-induced and perpetual
In my broken elevator of quicksand.
Mockery and milestones
Opposing injuries of the fragile soul
Drifting into the lullaby
And waking unto madness
Lonely as post partum clothing,
Ribbons, stockings, mascara,
Morbid children out of context,
Posing the action figure Death.
*~Jacklynn
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