Well what do you know it can happen
Just when you think everything is simple
Guess what? I did it!
Took another turn that never stopped
Said another thing that came back
Ate more than my fair share of bad news
Fell out of the sky with lightning
Ran up a hill and stopped at the bottom
Made a promise I never promised to hold
Flinching at my scars that won’t stop
Ending right up at the moment of wow!
Kneeling over a barrel of regrets
Taking unecessary time trying to be...
I’m a witch and deserve this poison
Bottle drops only a single drop is left
Never was there ever a real cure
Healing can’t happen when dead
Mind crack, Eurika! Idea blossoms
Renewed strength for new chances
I’m a lier...
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Perfect Little Pirate
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 3 days ago in Fiction
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