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Happiness
Contributed by
assassinatorgirl
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Wednesday, 1st December 2004 @ 08:18:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
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She sits there weaving
silently and quickly
Threading the needles through her skin
She is a part of the cloth.
I want to keep it.
I lock her there into the room
I will take her from where she lies.
And throw her into the wall.
Her skull falls out
and I am grinning happily,
as I sew her velvety skin around my clothes
I have the most beautiful dress of all.
I skip along the corridors,
A basket full of flowers.
I go off to become happier.
Hop on my magic unicorn
ride through the castle's gates
Slaughtering the noble knights,
I am the plague upon this land.
Love in my walk and a song in my heart,
A merry day it be.
For once I may be me.
Too bad it's just a dream.
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assassinatorgirl
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2004-12-01 20:18:16]
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Re: Happiness
(User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on
Wednesday, 1st December 2004 @ 08:48:18 PM AEST
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| interesting concept. great write. |
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Re: Happiness
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by AnastasiaN on
Wednesday, 1st December 2004 @ 10:28:50 PM AEST
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| this is a really creative poem...i like the image it forces you to see. thanks for sharing. |
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