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Creations JubilationThe changes in seasons,Creations Jubilation by ~MadAlice23
shifting of our emotions.
Movements of time,
shifting of the mind.
Fires built around us in a circle,
the sky filling with stars.
A low thrumming beat is heard,
the earth pulsing beneath our bare feet.
Leaves begin to fall all around the outer circle,
fueling the flames as the wind begins its song with flutes.
We stand there in the center,
backs to one another as the drumming starts to get louder.
Voices singing softly but slowly picking up,
warm dirt going between our toes as we readied ourselves.
We're alone and yet we are not,
the worries of the city behind us as we stood there surrounded by the earth
Two's a Party, Three's a Crowd"I hope its to your liking," he said, handing her a glass of scotch.Two's a Party, Three's a Crowd by ~MadAlice23
She smiled at him, her painted lips curving into a smile as she accepted it and settled into the seat that he had offered her when she entered the room of the building her owned. He smiled back at her as he took a sip from his own glass before sitting down in his desk chair and looking at her from the across the large dark cherry wood desk he sat.
"Well...now that you have me here..." she started. taking a sip of the drink before gazing at him intensely, "what was it that you wish to speak to me about?"
"Now my dear girl," he said, a glint in his eye giving off a warning
Painted TruthMany years were spent blaming others of my crimes.Painted Truth by ~MadAlice23
Speaking my faults as if they created them.
My lies flowing from my lips as if they were truths,
while the mask hid the doors to see through it all.
Through the night of that beginning,
the start of my hate and contempt.
A mask made of pure ivory was given,
the virgin canvas untainted by colorful lies.
The beauty it held on its flawless skin
stirred the embers of hate in the hearts of many.
As time went on,
my ignorance protected it from the horrid colors of lies that others used on theirs.
While others chose to paint their masks early,
I waited with a smile underneath the mask o
Promise of a DemonThe promise was madePromise of a Demon by ~MadAlice23
and yet you say it is pointless.
A belief was placed,
yet you try to replace it.
She made the promise.
I agreed to the terms.
Our blood mixed,
blessed by the Almighty.
No one may believe,
but her heart and mine do.
They beat as one,
showing our devotion.
If you see the color,
the shade of our promise.
It shines brightly,
showing how strong it is.
Her crimson red flowing like rivers,
my silver blue growing like vines.
Our promise signed,
those colors being the ink.
A demon wrote the words...
A human signed the paper...
So my question to all,
the ones that are close.
"Can you trust the promise of a D
| Well...instead of sanity filling our world the only thing we can look forward to seeing is Insanity roaming this world of ours. Fortunately my insanity is that of humor. |
| See? It shows I do love you all. |
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