Sally

My skin, Only when I have tore into flesh
Can I truly feel comfortable in.
Lies! Lies are all you are! Lies are all you ever where!
Stay.          Like knives in pillows
Away.          From all you are
From.
Me.
Sally! Don’t tell them the truth!
I beg of you.    I believe this may be a fatality.    Your legs. Don't show them your legs. Such darkened bloodshed will push them away.
Sally no longer lives in the cupboard. She is a figure of the black.

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this is the life ?so im giving this a go. attempting to achieve and maintain substance, but what do I know about writing?
i never went to school im just a freak on the side of the road i got this pen and i got this napkin few cloths on my back and a paper cup for change.
ther was a fast food stall here earlier i dont know what time
or day or week
or month what year even. he was oddly kind gave me a hotdog for free,
which is how i got the napkin. yeh, i know, meat is murder. but i couldnt exactly turn round and say ima veggie mate, you go this is the life ?
by ~DementedLittlePixie

rubbish
by ~DementedLittlePixie

Is it any wonderDon’t you know?
I always feel pathetic.
Nearly all the time. Whenever it leaves,
I get the chance to enjoy myself, Then I think again... And I am pathetic once more. I’m always insecure. Looking over my shoulder... Afraid of what others are thinking, Afraid of what they might say, Afraid of the laughter. I can never truly be myself... For I fear hatred,
I fear no acceptance, I fear isolation. Yet it is all I receive. No one likes what they see, When they look at me. Is it any wonder I feel this way? Is it any wonder
by ~DementedLittlePixie

The BeastOutside it was deadly black and freezing. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the moon was out. But there was a thick, dark cloud in the sky covering any light from the sun it might reflect. It was almost as if the demons had sent it to prevent the angels leaving their heavenly sky to guard precious souls. Even if the moon was glowing, there would still be no one walking the streets, not a single one, just like on every winter night. They would all be locked up safe in their homes, windows and doors bolted, curtains drawn and lights off.
In the depths of this cold fog ridden town lays a man, a man without a home, a name or a soul, broken b The Beast
by ~DementedLittlePixie

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Sat Dec 27, 2008, 10:37 AM

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