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UntitledUntitled By Victoria PhillipsUntitled
Time has turned the world around. Darkness has seeped right into me, From the blood red ground. Tears run from my muddy face, Because ive lost my can of mace. These times all retracted, My words all that have been wrote, connected. Horrors like the silent train, Or of the rotted body and brain. All of which serve their purpose. To relinquish the things of old, Knowing not of whats to come, Only of what has passed. Pain and sorrow and even, Even, my own death. A loss of heart and those who love, And w
by ~theforgottenfew
TimeTime By Victoria PhillipsTime
There is no place for time to slow Or is there? We will never know. My heart, a desolate waste. To go through, you must go with haste. In this barren land, time just stops, And there are no cops, Cops that keep my heart against will.
The hole that's there will never fill. I've lost all who have made my day. The same ones who have helped me on my way. Not in a while daylight has it seen, My heart, that is, will never glean. Loved ones locked away so far, Hidden behind a large long bar.
There is no place
by ~theforgottenfew
The Deathly CallingThe Deathly Calling By Victoria PhillipsThe Deathly Calling
I'm tired of trying, Tired of dying, Tired of living with doubt.
Forever forgotten, While never forgiven, Always erased from time.
All of the lying, Mixed with the crying, Makes anyone want to pout.
Things oh so rotten, Making me forever smitten, Causing me to create these rhymes.
Sadness bows my head in shame, I'll never be able to reach fame, Infamous 'til the day I'm dead.
Anger anticipates my every move, Causes my feet to shuffle with the groove, &nbs
by ~theforgottenfew
The Dancer IIThe Dancer II By Victoria PhillipsThe Dancer II
Turn and twist. Spin and stop. Sway in time The music it rhymes. Hips and wrists so graceful. Entrancing with their beauty.
Rolling the body. Twisting the waist. Beats go faster. Heart sounds louder. Blood flows smoother. Her skirt in its many peices, Flows so fast its in blurs. The greens and blues and browns all connected. Feet moving so fast it looks, Looks as if she floats. Her body is magic, Never a flaw to be seen. The audience is so silent, Mouths agape with pride. &nbs
by ~theforgottenfew
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