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The Dark Side I never meant to hurt you.The Dark Side by ~Silver-Cat25
I never meant to make you cry.
I never meant to wound you.
I never meant for you to die.
I didn't want this to happen.
I didn't want you to leave.
I didn't want to be alone.
But I didn't want you to see....
There is a dark side to me;
Darker than you can imagine.
Sleeping when I'm happy,
Awakened when I'm madened.
Destructive beyond comprehension,
Deadlier than waiting-room tension,
Faster than ambulance drivers,
Stronger than prayers.
I should have gone after you.
I should not have just waited.
I should have let my pride go for you.
I should never have hated.
I can't believe you died lik
Alone I am alone,Alone by ~Silver-Cat25
Forgotten,
Tear-stained.
No one
Has come to save me.
Someone
Lied when they said they would help me.
Everyone
Has left me here to die.
I lay here
In my self-inflicted
Solitary confinement.
The tears
Continue to stream down my face.
I wish
For the painlessness of sleep to overtake me
So that these overwhelming thoughts
Cease to destroy me.
I continue
To waste away here
In my aloneness
Just waiting...
...to die.
When You Think of Love What do you think ofWhen You Think of Love by ~Silver-Cat25
When you think of love?
I think of a beautiful beginning
Full of puppy love and care
Where we talk and share
With no thoughts of an ending.
I think of a growing affection,
Thoughts of each other every other second,
Wanting to be beckoned,
So that there’s no seperation.
I think of a maturing intimacy;
From holding hands and kissing,
To heat, fire, bodies glistening.
With a strongly increasing contumacy*.
I think of our future.
Wedding bells and eye twinkles,
Old romance and beautiful wrinkles.
Love being our only architecture.
I think of you.
Of all your words and your caresses,
And the
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Tim was running home. It was after school, two hours after school. His backpack was bulging. A zipper was about to pop off. His shoulders were about to collapse from the pressure the straps were giving. He climbed over the gate to his backyard, making sure to handle the backpack carefully. He went to the window an
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