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Daily Deviation
June 19, 2005
elephantasma by =sovegna-vos is one of those pieces that stops me in my tracks. How can 13 words chill you to the bone? You'll find out in ten seconds.
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Literature Text
this is forgetting:
moon-drenched ivory, and grey flesh
made hollow with lead.
moon-drenched ivory, and grey flesh
made hollow with lead.
Literature
Only Death
She stands in the dark, her gun in hand,
ready to leave this ruined land.
The land that betrayed her in every way
that forced her into darkness, decay.
She loads the gun, one bullet is all,
one bullet to rest, one bullet to fall.
The people that left her, family, friends
would never have thought this is how it ends.
Her finger slides slowly, inch by inch,
towards the trigger that ends it with one simple pinch.
Good memories gone, nothing left but pain.
No point to living on, to suffering in vain.
She raises the gun swiftly towards her head.
She's said all along she'd be better off dead.
Her head starts to spin as the drugs take
Literature
leaving
I made him laugh, then tears came
I think I have seen them there before
I just cant place a certain time
It looked so wrong to see him cry.
He said my antics were so "like you"
He giggled at my full hands and my chatter
My bright voice, pushing happiness in sickness.
I wont put the burden of my worry on him
And then he cried. His shoulders shook, but there was no sound.
There were only the tears that I'm sure I dont know.
He is strong. He never cries...no.
So I'm sure that they're something new.
"I love you" he gasped
No air for talking and crying at one time.
"I'm sorry for breaking down baby."
"I haven't until just this momen
Literature
Eliot Talked
Eliot talked of a man - who was not quite.
Of a man leaving through the tip of his umbrella,
exiting on that deepburied day,
all openings are one-way.
He'd never told them that.
Spoke Alice of her looking glass -
not a demure lobotomized Liddell,
but that staring girl, hair, black-shock, wild,
and done up like a beggar-child -
"What did you do with Dodgson?"
Here's a girl to set a story to,
sitting on un-marked leaves
fallen to yellow upon the ground
a cold wish of their's was found:
they did not let their larynx...
come friendly blondes and cut
your throats, they are -
"'T peroxide 's been here with me
since nineteen
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