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As they walked away in the path to Wonderful Land, Frosty and Serpent realized that love is a very exciting adventure, they fought witches, monsters, and many other creatures that love brought upon them.
Serpent being a tall, tanned skin, brown guy once told Frosty, a short pale skin, hazel eyed girl, "Babe, this is all temporary," as they carried on in the dark night, with scary trees, black owls, and weird sounds. All of the sudden Frosty stopped and cried, Serpent looked at her and asked,
-I don't know, this is not what it's supposed to be, said her.
-What do you mean? asked Serpent.
-Isn't it love, something special, something worth it, something to remember for the rest of our lives?
-Yes, it is. Replied Serpent.
Thus kneeling down, Serpent reached in his pocket and pulled out a ring, the outside read, 'I love thee...' on the inside, 'In Everysingle Way'
-Frosty Fascination, Case-se comigo? (marry me in serpentnese)
-Frosty looked as him, with teary eyes and replied
Rainbow In The Night Sky.
Departure left room for tears.
Sunlight remained absent.
Nightmares born into reality.
Beg for salvation.
There's no turning back.
Love is lost in life.
Screaming tears in silence.
Sketch memories through my skin,
bleed them out;
Awaken with no recollection.
I know you're here.
Reaching for your hand,
I fell through.
You were never mine.
As the sun descended from the universe,
A fever broke loose throughout the planet.
The sight of you vanished.
Thirteen shooting stars fluttered by,
Frost bled as the smoldering rocks combusted.
The world was simply surrounded.
Who knew it would hurt like this.
As the world collapsed,
Dust formed at our feet.
Your heartbeat glowed in the darkness.
Clouds assembled and the sky wept.
Rain devoured us.
Echos formed around the drowning earth.
"I've kissed the breath of temptation one too many times, resulting in my demise. I fell victim, as the beauty that once surrounded our fairy tale was consumed. Follow the moon home, sere
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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