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My Renovation.Today was the end.
Her expression beckoned me
And left me one last choice
Now she is dead, ceased entirely
No longer would I bear her wicked disease.
All of this lamentable time
I've sold myself as weak
As a piteous breath of misery
Simply light as a feather, yet heavy in sorrow
I've become something I must no longer be.
Falling upon understandment
It's a moment I've needed, a moment I have sought
To gaze unto realities dial, and
Forever Without HelloSwimming in dark waters
Where do I meet the end
Yearning for the day I sink below this crimson ocean
Immersed in suffering, drugged by remorse
My own entity, nothing hurts me like you do
Sunset swallow me in your swirling beauty
Take me, drag me down to infinity
When I'm there I will lay in peace
I'll leave my emptiness behind
And believe that I'm alive in this serenity
I'll never be missed, that's just fine
I've not known the feeling of company long enough
To understand what it's like
Belonging to no one, the sadness is a waste
I'll kiss the wind, and drift away like satin
Forever without hello, a goodbye has no purpose
Forbidden Place.My loneliness is a cell
It's my imaginary hell
A fortress I built within
There are no doors
Just caged windows
Metal bars & self inflicted scars
I'm believing things that are not real
I gaze to what it is I long for
The entirety of what I'll never have
Envious of the air, pure, without care
See the nothing, and dream of me there
The veins of Insanity
Wrap like vines spiraling
Down and through-out my body
Tight at the neck
I turn blue, the color of serenity
If only you knew the force of this deception
The grasp of this torment draining my ghost
Thorns grow on every wound
My tongue galls at every vision
Hate provided me with a mirror
I'm left glaring, disgusted
I felt the impulse to murder
Only myself, only myself
I won't wake up
Unable to leave this prison
Locked from the inside out
As If Satan stole the key and swallowed it right in front of me
I feel acceptance among my decay here, rotting away
Slowly descending beneath the forbidden place
- Written by Sarah Ashleigh
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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