Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes
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I shall morn when dispose of You, but no sooner until I am Good and Ready...You knew, and you sensed it; As you carefully placed your hands Unsteady...Each season brings someone anew;As the moon beckons upon my Jetty...Tonight, Tomorrow, and Yesterday; You're mine because You let me... -Madamchryzl-
Another Tale With No Ending October fog was always the thickest than in the other months and Penelope loved the it. She loved the feel and the imagery of the spooky air. "Honey, can you grab my box of Halloween decorations out of storage, please?" Penelope asked as she poured two cups of coffee."It has... Continue Reading →
ANOTHER Tale With No End Breakfast was always hassle... Tristan and Chrys were always a handful.Constant conflict and commotion..."Mom! Oatmeal!" too loudly... "Mom! Grits!" far louder..."Sure, My Loves..."Penelope walked into the kitchen sluggishly.Half asleep and with one eye she reaches for her coffee tin.EMPTY! MORNING DEMANDS AND THERE IS NO COFFEE !DUMMMM DUMMM DUMMMMM....-Madamchryzl-
The Skull By John TealChalk pencil on black card In My Head In my headEncompassed within boneVibrates a solemn toneBeneath this white shellLives, Oh Heaven and HellIn my headTissue of pale and pinkWith warm depths to sinkWorlds of non-existence Upon walls of resistance In my headVisions live awake and in slumberCalculations and solutions without any... Continue Reading →
On stolen wings the banshee sings... Bellowing vocals and haunting Kings... She falls every night... Awakened by midnight 's light... Roaming only where the darkest reside... No pink flesh, nor beating heart lives inside... Moss covered hallowed eyes... In her presence, all light dies... Resentment burns like an intestinal coal and powers her through... Harvesting... Continue Reading →
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 