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The Devil's hood (Or Beelzebub's bitch) I stand in flowing white And bathe in molten red, Burning, a tribute to Plath in her fiery glory. The basilisk in the ranks Of baboons and rabbits. Original Sin, yet we still Live as generations. The irony in snakes mating. Fang-marks in the flesh of an apple.
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Tumulous crashing, The tides part. Heartbeats thundering Below the surface. The Prophet moves toward the God. Vision is blurred. Blackness enshrouds, Pulling me down. Screams of millions Fill the deafening silence. The tides meet again. We will be saved anon. Greedy Gods demand Puckered Prophets.
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A twin-tailed comet descends While two dark planets loom closer, Almost touching. The twisted rose extending, As one yet two. It's black buds inhabit porcelain scultures. Two roads run parallel Though getting closer, entwined as one. The path of love.
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Purest vision, Fanatical following. How the planets move, X. Ears rush past, A thunderous fluttering Reverberates, but never truly copies. Breathing deeply Not breathing at all The paradoxical state of control. The body does not belong to Y. Celestial being, Awaiting true love's first kiss? (X) As certain as snow. Secrets cannot be told. Why?
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The relentless blade. So crisp and cold. It's smooth surface sleek and bold. Wielded with power, Wielded in strife. Funny how metal can harvest a life. Honed to an edge and Covered in blood. These lustful objects have caused us this flood.
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Original Writing Coursework 2: Second Draft Jimmy’s back, with a vengeance. Well actually he isn’t, as he didn’t know who knocked him out. Still dazed, he stopped shouting the random question words that he was shouting in the first draft. Breathing deeply, he started to try and figure everything out. After five consecutive seconds, he gave in and decided to let someone else think about it. Having entrusted his knowledge, or lack of it, in the author, also amazingly called Jimmy, he sat down t...
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Prologue Jimmy entered the room. For those who don’t know him, he is smart, charismatic, handsome, attractive, rich, intelligent and an obsessive liar. He was dressed in an expensive suit and designer sunglasses, so felt stupid when he entered a dark room for his interview. Attempting to be cool, he sat down and swung his feet up onto the desk. He then recoiled in pain as he was slapped and told to go to the next room. Jimmy sheepishly walked into the door, and then reached for the handle. Af...
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No hidden meaning; This Haiku is just a way To say ‘I love you’. Poetry cannot Be the only way to tell The world of my love? My burning passion And all-consuming river. My eternal love. The Sun and the Moon. Both beautiful in their way, But you outshine them. So few words, it will Never be enough for me To express my love. Two warm, pure bodies, Shunned by society but United by love. A million stars. All of them converge to form Your smile. I love you. Power should be used By the person who w...
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