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If I knew poetry...I would wrap you up in words
They would keep you warm and safe
All the words you love best
Nothing but the finest for you.
I would bind your wrists with words
So you would never hurt yourself again.
I am here.
I can help you through.
I would drip allegories down your belly
Wash you with metaphors
But never ever leave any confusion
About how beautiful you are to me.
You would scream at my abuse of poetry.
It isn't right, it has no value.
My words may not be the finest, my dear
But I am not ashamed of them.
I give you my words, the best I can find
cascading syllables, all neatly wrapped up
My words are all I can give, my sweet
And with them - my heart.
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More