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Skin, white as bone
She will come
Hair, black as night
She will come
Heart, cold as ice
Hard as stone
She will come
A small knife
Twirling in her hand
She is coming
Merciless eyes glint
With a harsh light
She is coming
Plan formulated in her mind
She has come
Blood-soaked dress
She came and is leaving
Moving towards
A new victim
She will come
Hair, black as night
She will come
Heart, cold as ice
Hard as stone
She will come
A small knife
Twirling in her hand
She is coming
Merciless eyes glint
With a harsh light
She is coming
Plan formulated in her mind
She has come
Blood-soaked dress
She came and is leaving
Moving towards
A new victim
Literature
The Sun in One
Your warmth?
More worth than all the sunsets in the world,
the strength of a marching army, the rhythm your heart, the gentleness of a lone feather.
A smile enveloping fears and dreams with hope,
a touch pillowed by words,
every breath of the atmosphere, an air we share, to be shared.
Convincing a kiss deep in my soul to stay,
begging to remember and to be remembered.
Every word has no shame,
never giving others blame.
Calming with every element,
no condescending, always delicate.
The same one who's here,
too good to not be ending.
You're too warm to forget me,
so at the crossroads I stay.
The trains are racing, tracks buckling.
The lights
Literature
Celestial
The stars are within us;
Their light still glowing brightly -
in the interconnections
of the elements they've birthed.
I smile playfully and say,
I can hopscotch from our Earth -
onto the neighboring moons of other planets;
Their weightless bodies -
dipping beneath my feet.
One day, we'll leave this solar system -
Once the spark of our sun burns out.
And we'll make the long journey,
beyond the Milky Way Galaxy -
before Andromeda's appetite,
Engulfs it whole.
Then we'll dance in the -
vacuum of space;
Floating and spinning with ease.
The eyes of the stars, sparkling,
in delight at our antics.
And I would chuckle and say,
Literature
Sun And Moon
You are the Sun, shining golden in the late summer sky
ablaze with strength and abundant warmth
cloaked in your humble majesty
I am the Moon, cold and calloused, dressed in rags of a once beautiful dress
when you slink past the horizon into the oblivion of your peaceful slumber
I rise, pale and wide eyed to watch you dream
For you sleep as one
unperturbed by the world and chaos
clothed incognito around you
Sometimes I catch you, between the border of reality and dreams
just before you slip into the sea
And your golden rays pierce my raw heart with a heat of such intensity
So close, i whisper in the dark
shadowed in a nocturnal winter f
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Just a little something that came to me while I was in a car ride. Please state your honest opinion so I may get better.
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EDIT: To be honest, I'm not the happiest with this piece. Wow! This my most popular deviation! Thank you so much
and everyone who faved/commented/saw "The Girl"! © 2013 - 2024 bkworm5
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This reminds me alot of the horror game videos I've been watching lately on YouTube, especially The Witch's House and Misao. 
If you don't know any of these games, please disregard their titles, unless if you want to go search them up or whatnot.
I like the description of the girl that's written out in the lines of this poem, and the repeating 'She will come' and 'She is coming'.