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AshesSticks and stonesMay break my bones,But words are malice.Poison oozing...Anger rises before me,A fiery dragonWhose smoldering wrathBurns in a blaze. Subsiding, It slumbers,Wallowing in the essence of fear.You can't hurt me.Your spineless spiteRetreats from its blood red glower,Squirming beneath Angers gaze.Sticks and stonesMay break my bones,But your spite will never maim me.
Ar Lan Y MorSwash... ...backwash Swash... ...backwashYour repetitive soothingQuells my anger and my restless unease.Like a pebbleMeandering in its zigzag patternAlong the beach. Swash... ...backwashCalm descends,Blowing gently as the breeze,Salt licking my face,Sea foam nibbling at my feet. Swash... ...backwashPeacefully drifting,I feel at home.
Fear and the VampireA deadly partnership stalking their preyin the shadow of night sharp sure teeth, clinging claws,The first immobilizesThe second terrorizes.Tearing timid flesh, searing severing pain,Each working for the others gain,Fear like a cloak, Twisting,And turning around him a swirling shadow,Preceding their death as realization Of who he is hits them.And endless macabre massacre as master and servantGorge upon the feast of their naive blood, r n D e DD i p g A r d
The DaisyI am tiny Within the earth, Encased in this dirt I squeeze out of my shell. G N I H S U P up, up,upAnd then I burstThrough the shell of soil. Breathing in...I stretch my arms w i d e ,Baring my face To the sun,Who smiles down At me with warm Feelings of Friendship.