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The guests tasted all the flavors of the party with loud cheers and big grins, much to Arthur's bitter dismay, for he seemed to be the only one bored with everything. He slipped past the tables, abundant in everything eatable, just to find himself in front of the bar. The bartender, weary of too much talking, watched him with a corner of his eye, then blinked happily and turned his face to the newcomer, forgetting his lack of interest in favor of satisfying the customer: 'I greet you, mister. Ah, you have all the looks and gestures of a notorious drinker. What is your desire regarding wine this evening, sir?' Seeing that the fellow didn't a

Bad mood Won't you go, My darling, Bitter surprise. Feeding on my ears Squeezed too many tears Won't you leave, My sweetness Darkest voice Screaming in my ears There are no more tears Won't you finish My unwanted Crazed grief Tearing up my ears Feeding on my tears Won't you die My eternal Bad mood. Shredded off my tears My blood, my fire, my years…

I knew this girl. That day, when the snow first fell, she stood above me and wept. She let her hair loose, beautiful, blonde… Hands on my chest, she pushed, desperately. I could see her breasts through a ripped, white robe, and through her chest, heart beating, beyond her eyes, mind, shredded, through it, her soul, craving… We never understood our mistakes. In the end, I could only see them, and went to die. As I lay, a shadow, a white shadow of the purest forms bent over me and wept. I saw her coming, dreaded moment, I hoped for the trees to stop her, but there was none that could. I heard scratches, torn wood, loosened branches… And then t

She smashed the door off the wall, but nobody seemed to bother. 'I'm sick!', she said, while pacing towards the bar. Her soft, delicate body trembled as she sat down. 'I do mind clients busting in here, you know!', uttered a voice from under the counter. As the tavern keeper slowly stood up, he saw a sharp blade pointing at him. The man slowly raised his arms, seemingly scared, but only to smash his fists from the counter the next moment. 'Devika! You little worm! You scared me to death! Oh, I could just grab those blonde strands of...' 'Shut up!' she shouted. The sword was put away in a quick move, while she gazed in his dark eyes, qu

Can you believe the way In which the life grows grey And fades away in you? We're here Just happy to be here. Living for the moment Craving for the glance And nothing more. Writing romance On a piece of time. Then jump onto another And color it the same Or differently… By the same sweet childish dreams We always have. They say we're crazy But how can they not say it? When we live so much differently From them? And they think we have nothing But we have it all Time is ours. We colored it in many shapes And lines According to our state of mind. Life is ours Just the way we want to Thinking about tomorrow As another d

Faded As are stars Dying in the morning sky My words will unveil The truth of many lies Hidden They shall not remain. Colored Is your poem But its heart wasn't there to stay Or was it ever there? You looked away Forgetting what you said. Lost Shall your words be. Wanted To just write Lies from out of nowhere Not taken from your soul Nor reaped from anywhere. Essence Shall not be found this way. Ended Is your glory Long before it started Nothing shall remain You and art have parted Gone She will not meet with you. Remembered As a memory My words will ever glow For they will tell the story Of a man who will not

A gentle touch Feels like a cold And bitter dagger The warm, embracing touch A clutch, it seems to me. A gasp for freedom And I'm chained With rustful love The bold, courageous gasp A threat, it seemed to you. A try to mend Feels like a flower With no sun or water The thing I tried to mend Condemned it is for us. A tempting outside Feels like a call A rotten inside Painful, dull And besides it all Lies your rustful love Not wanting to let go. A missing outside Feels like a tear A cruel inside Misunderstood, my dear And besides it all Lies my rustful love Not wanting to let go.

Lie dead In a rotten bed A decomposing corpse To be your lovely wed And die again My sweet Hated Spoiled Child. For me you're dead. Be gone now.

Killer of self ' Die, die now Go, for ever lost My sweet creation With no value Bringing no sensation. i'm sorry i failed you i thought i was great i wanted to be To put you ahead. But failed so, so Low a being am i No one but Nature Can do what i tried And succeed. i am a fool for trying to beat the perfection of Nature at its own game. i'm so, so lame, and sad with no cure. ' The mourn can begin It's dead, had no hope Live abandoned Now it can't. ' No talent No fame Just work In vain. ' Just kill the sadness In one blow But you can't. The grief Will go stronger Go deep in the hand Of the killer Who kille