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Here's to the ugly,
The broken and lost.
Life as we want it,
Is too much of a cost.
What is ugly?
Solve that for me.
Everyone has their own glow,
Especially each family tree.
But don't get down,
Discouraged or pained.
Because the problem at hand,
Can be easily tamed.
A human is imperfect,
Never forget that fact.
For beauty isn't a need,
And that's a pact.
Just be happy,
Positive and thoughtful.
And soon you'll see,
Things will seem less doubtful.
The broken and lost.
Life as we want it,
Is too much of a cost.
What is ugly?
Solve that for me.
Everyone has their own glow,
Especially each family tree.
But don't get down,
Discouraged or pained.
Because the problem at hand,
Can be easily tamed.
A human is imperfect,
Never forget that fact.
For beauty isn't a need,
And that's a pact.
Just be happy,
Positive and thoughtful.
And soon you'll see,
Things will seem less doubtful.
Literature
He plays her body
He plays her body
With black-tipped nails
Nimble and strong fingers
Delicately finding her weakness
One by one
Secrets uncovered
Lips parted with sighs
Longing and breathing hindered
The gaze unblemished
By lies of the heart
Mutual passion now driven
Dishonesty no more a shadow
He owns her now
Body, mind, soul
The smile of a devil
Sealed with a kiss
Literature
CCCXVII
mist rising
from a morning pond
... those baptized today
Literature
In the Mirror
She cracks the door just an inch, peering through the crack into the darkness of the room beyond. Lightning flashes through the window, illuminating vague figures standing still. Fingers twitching, mind racing, heart pounding, she pushes through the door and reaches to grab the nearest figure. The white fabric slips silently off as she touches it, revealing the chair underneath. A wry grin finds its way onto her face and she moves through the room. Dust bunnies run from her falling footsteps, jumping quickly then slowly drifting back to the floor. She slides the cloth from several pieces, a table, a couch, more chairs, a trunk, a vanity.
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I'm not perfect, just like any other person, and it saddens me that some people believe they are perfect. I love how this piece flows from one entrance to another, nice job