

Paradiso A single tear dangled from Miranda's chin. Sadness is a cup she could only fill so much until it spilled over. Miranda's deconstruction started long before this final purge. Her mind flooded with memories and regrets. Her mind, riddled with thoughts of family and friends, weighed heavy upon her soul. The serenity she once knew was replaced with dread and longing; she longed for relief. Only hours before, Miranda was happy. Most people would not share this definition of happiness, but for Miranda, it was enough. She always felt great aftParadiso


the siren and the phoenixplumes of molten desire afloat in the warm currents sea spray and envy his wings spread in defiance and arrogance the phoenix has a splendor rivaled only by his fixation strands of autumn velvet flowing along her sandy form pursed lips and proud shoulders her delicate fingers beckoning the fiery watcher the siren retains allure despite her obstinacy the flyer with his determined dance weary of the ocean's fury tempts danger and the singer fulfilling passion would bring his end extinguished on the rocks to ashes the siren with her lavishthe siren and the phoenix


mechanical roseslooking up the wall of masonry at barbed wire dancing in the sunlight like mechanical roses these walls that hold me back no longer seem fire-hardened and set i could see through those bricks the way a child finally learns the truth about christmas no rusty tinge no grainy untruths only a ceramic mocking i would smell those roses when i climb and feel them sear my flesh with razor-edged petals blossoming from their wiry coils of determination these monoliths only serve a single purpose to stand between me and what i want most they will never keep mmechanical roses


ripplei lay here listening to the rain washing over the cold like a thousand of my fingertips over the small of your back i breathe promises of a mild winter over lobe and lips and neck as the downpour flows through your hair and across your breast i will free you of your shell write you a love note from knee to navel and leave my signature as your body collapses beneath stylus and shallow breath you always did love the rain lithe as the torrents that bathe us lips ripple and wander hushing your feigned protests the deluge is steady nowripple
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~c-ko d. de cottonball
aka ` tadako kazahaya.
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What's the use of looking on the gloomy side of everything?"- Billy the Kid
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Always do right. This will gratify some people, and astonish the rest."-Mark Twain
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Never ,never, never give up. Winston Churchill
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