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First Flight Or so We Hope I am at the edge of living my life.First Flight Or so We Hope by ~44NTW44
You are not.
You need to be.
Go! Run to the cliff!
So what if you might fall off?
At least you won't be hiding in the damn woods anymore.
Don't get me wrong;
I've yet to try jumping.


El Demon No Angel You called me your angelEl Demon No Angel by ~44NTW44
But that's not the truth.
You saw a white wing
While a black one took root.
Kind and caring and playful
Yes at times I might seem
To see life at a different angle.
The sad truth is that I'm no angel.
My angles are sharp
And the curls, they spiral,
For I am a demon
Who hates God's false trial.
I am a demon,
So I wish you could see
That I won't
And I can't
Be your wonderful angel.
That promise was bogus.
You wanted more than I could have known.
I wanted more than I should ever own.
Even though my twisting tail began to slip
I guess you failed to notice,
That a huge, shifting, Cheshire grin came in
| Behold my latest submissions. |
| Something I am grateful to have had the presence of mind to express instead of taking a darker road through the dank forests of my clinical depression. Clinical depression is explianed here: [link] |
| This is my precious fat cat Patchy, aka Patch or Patches. She is getting older now and has finally lost all that weight, which I made sure of since she‘s not so active anymore. She is my furry consoler and snuggle buddy. More info: Patchy enjoys classical music played on the piano (no I‘m not kidding), snuggling people and rabbits, grooming her sister and bullying purse dogs. She also likes to lick my legs when I get out of the shower, which tickles, and is absolutely fascinated by the refrigerator. She has stood down a wolf dog and will kill any scorpion that comes into the house. If you haven’t figured it out already, Patches is an awesome cat. © ^_^ |