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I Murder Is The New Black

Let the dark devour you & Let the ink spill 6 People

    You Can Always Just Cut It All Off; Beautiful Isn'T It?

    Morbid thoughts within Me do Arise; Yes this is true. They overflow; filling empty spaces and infecting prying eyes Beautiful isn't it? I feel my bones drying with age & feeding off my blood nourished muscles like thirsty sponges "Is my body shrinking?" She asks "I think my body...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Nov 19, 2013

    We walk along the lake shore hand in hand.

    The sun has fallen from its usual spot in the high sky and now rests low and tired, stretching across the calm surface of the open lake. Nobody walks this side of the lake, the shore is too narrow and rocky. We have it all to ourselves and we are not ones to let the blessings of...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Jul 31, 2014

    The scene comes flooding in; one with cliffs

    and dense forest that flow along a river. The shapes dance along it and my eyes roll back in remembrance, what a drop the body takes as I feel the ground in my hands and I can grasp the moment out of the air quick, precise. A slight breeze shakes droplets of red from my hair and...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    May 5, 2015

    Out there is the roll her hair wildfire

    and torn she will not come back, but she is here yet again For me me is the easiest and most thoughtful gift of all change for worst is better than all. Night will decide dawn and with her shall be me My mind floats with her over the body and down to I think there would be no...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    Oct 21, 2014

    Oh my morbid love, what ails you?

    you sit so quiet and so still with such cautious nature in toe. We sit alone in his car, darkness encompassing us. A golden glare from his dashboards radio illuminates the highest peaking contours of his bemused face. I admit to myself that I am quite cold but I don't want...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response May 3, 2014

    Kissing under a thin sheet of blood.

    It's warmth covers us like fur to flesh.I tell him all the time,heaven is a place on earth with him.Я вижу цветMy long hair relentlessly sticks to my lips,he always laughs when I fail to blow the loose strands from my face.he swipes them away- gliding his blood stained...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Mar 23, 2014

    The old neighborhood,

    I am back at night! This is the one true place and I shake with the delight of all the memories I still have of it all. I chose the late night just as back when I wandered these streets; those lights from houses unaware of surroundings. More sober now than back then, but...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    1 Response May 19, 2014

    The sound comes soft,

    but will engulf me. My hands can't tell me what to expect. It is near the past that I have eluded, but will take me on once again! I will not let her take me onto another me to fight with myself, but will let me over accomplish past actions. This state of mind can't last forever...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    Sep 24, 2014

    Dark House

    I am drifting off into a dream-like state; I pick myself up and float, drag to another place and scene. It is a part of town I have thought of before. A place outside the city limits where the sirens scream low and wail to the song that beats inside my ming and heart. The fuel...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    2 Responses Oct 15, 2013

    My mind is in the deepest hell this night; The

    fiends around me snarl and bite; Their savage jaws all drip with blood, Surging over me a crimson flood. Dread Spirits hasten from the bier, And taunt me with a mocking sneer; Gaunt furies, with their eyes ablaze, Approach and stare at me with amaze. Each devil holds a glass...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Feb 11, 2014

    Murder

    Murder has worn a bangle Murder has worn a brace Murder has worn a collar and tie And a smile upon its face Murder has blossomed in petticoats Murder has come out in lace Murder has togged up in rags and filth From the midden to the market place Murder has cavorted with idiots...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Sep 19, 2013

    Dark Corner We are almost here.

    I prepped with candles just an hour ago and the restless insects are louder than before it seems. It's just a natural rouse; I know all other ambient noise has ceased in this area this late. The dark blue sky bled to a black with the first stars and smell of cedar in the air. I...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    1 Response Jul 28, 2014

    Sun up on a plain of yellow across field.

    I am not alone a lone, lone. I have my darling with her nest egg that silly girl that couldn't get along without another girl along side. We dragged her from the car some ways back and spent the night in the field under stars. Smell, smell of hay smell of her, her turn is coming...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    1 Response Dec 9, 2013

    A blue scene is all I need

    and she knows it. We ride down this long dirt road drifting along the farms and fields abound all over us like a heaven we will never know as we have never known. This is what I want, but she wants more- my more, my next thing that can no longer be kept to just us and the one...
    jonten jonten
    31-35, M
    1 Response Feb 8, 2014

    The valley's sleeping like a bastard,

    It stinks of slumber and disaster I'm Walking along a rocky path, On a night so dark in the waning A dark obscured by slight sky raining, Me-Drenched wet. Him-Wide eyed in the dark and on guard. The moons faint light upon the two of us And him smiling That smile once more A...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    3 Responses Aug 30, 2014

    Poor girl, covered in dust.

    Make-up a mess. Hair disheveled like her state of mind; the Purest form of fear and Desperation pours from every pore. She cries, screams, begs! But her frantic pleas fall upon deaf ears. I have never been one to concern myself with that foolish muttering, rounded back, head...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Aug 5, 2014

    She had beautiful pale skin

    that became luminous under the sun. Her Long strawberry blonde hair draped over her boney freckled shoulders & once in a while the sun would hit her blue eyes at just the right angle & it reminded me of the night sky when all the stars would dance. I watched her from afar; My...
    2girls1knife 2girls1knife
    26-30, F
    1 Response Feb 9, 2014
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