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Phobiathe lights are extinct
the wall advances towards me
I'm sick, I am afraid

the crowd ignores my pain
I fall into a black hole
I scream my distress in indifference

help me, this is too hard
help me, give me your hand
I need a little light
One last kiss before the Apocalypsethe day of the apocalypse
I will be near to thee
nestled in thy arms

the day of the apocalypse
my memories will parade in my head
my fear will disappear

the day of the apocalypse
I will put my ear onto thine heart in order to hear our love one last time

the day of the apocalypse
my lips are going to arise onto thine lips for one last kiss
I love you, I will love you, here or in another world
the demonessthe obscurity pervades my soul
the light is away from me
the demoness plays with me

resisting the temptation is hard
this creature is appealing
her shapes are voluptuous
her body is tortured by injuries that never heal
my mind is possessed by her charm

I am powerless
I am captivated by the demoness
the light has forsaken me
I am slave to this beauty of evil
a virtual lifebehind my avatar
I am queen of a wonderful world
I am a female warrior of a strange country
I am a werewolf

in real life
I am a girl who waits for the love
I am a girl who dreams from another life
I am a girl insignificant buried in the mass
my frozen heartthe winter is harsh
my hands are cold
the gloves are unnecessary

my heart is so cold
that he looks a bit like to this frozen lake

Prisoner from the Ice
he knows not breathe
he suffocates like our love
the girl from hellYou are an obsession
I think about you
day and night
you pollute my mind
with of erotic thoughts

I imagine you have
a sexy dress black
a look full of desire
to satisfy my cravings
your body is on mine
immersed in a long embrace

your eyes turn red
I do not understand
what it happens?
the wings out your  your shoulders
your teeth are lengthen

who are you?
I do not recognize you
you bit my neck
blood flows to the ground

I do not understand
we made love
and now I have no heart
I am your lunch
The lost innocenceMy innocence is lost
one night, I lost this treasure
I thought to be ready
I thought being loved

but for him, I was a bitch
for him, I was a toy
the love had disappeared

I regret this night
I regret my impatience

Today I am a princess without crown
a teenager at heart injured
which seeks forgot this day
obscene gamethe place is filthy
her naked body is cold
her hands are bound with barbed wire

each movement pushes
the barbed wire in her skin
her blood flows on her breasts
the pain is unbearable

this game is very hard
his phantasm is indecent
This love is an torture

however, she loves this weird man
who sometimes drinks her blood
when this obscene game is finished
a line of cocainea line of cocaine
before starting her show
she has need of narcotic
to be able to remove her clothes
on the scene

or the bank notes are agitated
like if she was a prostitute

a line of cocaine
to find the strength
of unveil her body
has this frustrated crowd

she is afraid of a overdose
but without the cocaine
she would already be dead
the Hell of a queenshe is lying on bed
she has her dress in white lace
Than her servant had prepared
on the bedside table  

she has afraid of the future
she does not want
that this man touches her body
she does not want to become a queen
this role is not for her

her dreams are forgotten
She does not like
this Heart full of hate
this is not possible

the door of the bedroom opens slowly
the King looks the bed
with an smile pervert
his desire is indecent

the pain invades her body
the minutes seem interminable
she has ache , it is a nightmare

she was a girl of a lost village
now, she is a queen
trapped of a power
that she has n
forgive meI am sick
to no longer see you
I am sick
to have lost your love

I am sick
and I am ashamed
of you having deceived
once again

forgive me
My body injuredmy body is injured by life
each scar is an ordeal of the past
They bleed often
the remembrance is their enemy

my body is injured by life
when I look back
I'm having a deep disgust

a stench contaminates my heart
I stops breathing and I play with the death
disenchantedit is a ordinary day
her mother is drunk
her father went to work

Eryn is in her bedroom
the headphones on her ears to not hear
the snoring of her mother

she is sad
she is in rage to attend this pitiful spectacle

she listens to her MP3 player to calm herself
she mutilates her body for forgetting

and when her mother wakes
she prepares dinner taking care to hide her scars
Birth of love
Sugared lips
sweetness of a first kiss
birth of desire

Sugared lips
naked body
passionate embrace
her first painshe cries in her room
alone in the middle of the bed
she looks at the  computer screen
or photos from the past
pass loop

she loved to madness
She accepted everything
she confided her intimate secrets
she trusted

Now there are still memories
in his head
that hurt

his first love
his first serious relationship
everything is broken
Because a tease
has slept with him

he ruined everything
for a bitch
she falls into an abyss
difficult to overcome

first love, first pain
Why love hurts?
she does not know
she eats chocolate
in watching the tears
fall on her diary
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The door of a worldI hear noises in the hallway
it comes from the door from the cellar
there is something behind

I look through the keyhole
I see a red light
I recoil, the door opens by itself

to hardly time to realize
I am caught per the pants
this strange light was good or bad?
I do not know
Market evilthe demon came negotiate
I made the mistake of accepting
1 years later, he came
claim what he asked

now I am in a world devastated
to the search a way
to find the soul that I lost

I dreamed of glory
I concluded a market
Now I am in hell
The bedroom watching methe bedroom watching me
I am not alone
I am confident
that something is hidden

I'm afraid to turn off the light
I fear that the lord of the night
enters to pick me

and make me prisoner
in his parallel universe
or life is plunged into darkness
the girl from hellYou are an obsession
I think about you
day and night
you pollute my mind
with of erotic thoughts

I imagine you have
a sexy dress black
a look full of desire
to satisfy my cravings
your body is on mine
immersed in a long embrace

your eyes turn red
I do not understand
what it happens?
the wings out your  your shoulders
your teeth are lengthen

who are you?
I do not recognize you
you bit my neck
blood flows to the ground

I do not understand
we made love
and now I have no heart
I am your lunch
she walks in the cemeteryshe walks in the cemetery
no place to go
she is lost
her boyfriend 's gone
she is sad and melancholy

you can still feel the smell of the dog
who has wasted his life
that destroyed his dreams
What to do now?

the taste of life is bitter
she loved
but behind that smile
was hidden a liar

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A heavy past

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I want to know the story of my life
I want the ghosts disappear from my head
I want to hear the truth from the mouths of my family

I need to find the key to close the door of nightmare
the weight is too heavy for me
I want to turn the page and forget the past

I want to be a girl like others
it is the image of my dream
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*scatteredwords Jan 26, 2013
Hiya,

Just confirming that this was a collaborative piece?
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Mood: Wow! ~katsumoto82 Jan 26, 2013
this is not a collaboration
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*scatteredwords Jan 26, 2013
Okay, just FYI you submitted it to :iconincahootsliterature:, which is a group for collaborative works.
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~TypingTurtle Jan 23, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I adored it katsu :heart:
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~katsumoto82 Jan 23, 2013
happy, that you like :)
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~Michel-le-fou Jan 23, 2013
[*sigh* finalement, the box opened.]
Critique in general:
Your leave from original style, if we may suppose that, is very interesting. I can say that I usually like your writing style and topics generally, I collect some and comment on some. I had to listen to Christina when she suggested browsing your facebook page too. Never felt it all was uncalled for. A French or German edition will prove worth reading too, I warrant.
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~katsumoto82 Jan 23, 2013
it's cool of being in a collection :)
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Mood: Affection ~Stefymoondust Jan 22, 2013
so beautiful and honest write, i like it so very much, take care Katsu
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~katsumoto82 Jan 22, 2013
I am doing my best :)
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