The gravity between us—e’ry.
The gravity BENEATH us, in every—
My thoughts of you hold true, my dear Promethium,
For what you and I have to hold—, for this day—-, and is MY way of making... – by Shelina Chapman | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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He mumbled to me
Then he cleaned his ears
I was Garnet Twilight Suzuka again
A beautiful, sexy vixen receiving abstinence.
He couldn’t believe it. His red hair rolled
He remembers, resembles Mary Magdalene, the opposite of my Mary May... – by Shelina Chapman | 11 Views added 1 year ago
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A bottom-nosed religion
I have no limits
To the dry whiskey of the
Alcoholic bottle
I sit amongst the trash
And I feel a breeze
What more is there to life?
What? Is there more to sorrow?
See? Something there lies
Because something... – by Shelina Chapman | 4 Views added 1 year ago
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Demon dog of Hell— Cerberus.
Demon dog of Heaven— Cerberus?
A distinct pattern etched with a shiny blades blaze. Fireflies, nothing is as it seems at all.
Heaven, heaven’s child— I hear them. My scizhorprenia reigned down on me!
Heaven’s blades... – by Shelina Chapman | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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It was like a flower blooming
A fine dilemma
It knew it could contridict me
How brazen, It was
My imagination-- oh, my!
He clicked it's heels and began to speak
With fireflies dancing to and from
How obselete
He repeated my name, whence... – by Shelina Chapman | 4 Views added 1 year ago
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When I’m lost and alone
And my world’s feels like it’s grown
I give Fate a gentle name, when
I’m alone
The stars they often fade just like
The clouds, my fears and worries drift away
Cause this Evening, I am prayer,
When I’m alone
When I’m... – by Shelina Chapman | 3 Views added 1 year ago
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What if Time stood still
Would the inner Man within me
Still embrace the inner (W)Oman?
I wonder why my hormones rape me off all prosperity
It’s virgin prostitution
A name meaning slur
When what’s inside me echoes
And rips my Soul,... – by Shelina Chapman | 2 Views added 1 year ago
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The real folk blues
I am dancing into the pyre
constantly tormenting you
hearing my words echo and sway
into the luminous platitiudes.
Such courage in rough and beckoning
... – by Shelina Chapman | 4 Views added 1 year ago
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I sit there in my rowboat, fascinated.
The Siren called Scrooge played a gentle tune.
Her merfin was red and silver, with long red hair and white arises.
Her melody was Satanic, I told my identical daughter only twelve months behind; this... – by Shelina Chapman | 7 Views added 1 year ago
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We fake hope
Our epidimy
Our lesbian love-making is assildulating.
Our lips between our thighs run wet and anxious, they kiss
We scissors-- scissors... OH!
Ah! We exclaim
Our fluids bare from the sex
Two beautiful women and a cummed... – by Shelina Chapman | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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Her hair was as dark as it was ivory black. With classical music playing she silently began to promise herself to reincarnate after twenty years. As her pale beautiful face looked blankly into her own mirror, she overdosed purposely in hopes to die... – by Shelina Chapman | 5 Views added 1 year ago
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There was a young toddler on the floor. It had poured out his dreams and laughed out loud hysterically. The toddler was lying down there frozen, Faceless; held down by It single glass on intamacies. Pennywise uncuffed his necktie and unbuckled his... – by Shelina Chapman | 2 Views added 1 year ago
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Once upon a midnight dream
I found exactly as it seemed
A gloriful vampire biting me
Against stone wall and tapestries
His bite was as black as sin
With pearly fangs recovitance
That shot my earthly virgin flesh
Full of piping desires
... – by Shelina Chapman | 14 Views added 1 year ago
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