Cicada.
By Malice In Wonderland
trip
slip
we fall
back into
the bed of nails
in pretty shoes
expensive gasps
loved in shades of blue
your tears
are like nectar
rare and beautiful
but I'll let them dry
as they are.
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Copyright 2013 Ashe
Published on Wednesday, August 14, 2013.
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On Friday, August 16, 2013, Lux
(280) wrote:
This seems like... you've forgotten someone. Or not forgotten, just set aside for later. Perhaps the time to wipe those tears is now, but maybe they've already dried. This was drenchingly sweet, cherry syrup style. Don't forget them.
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On Wednesday, August 14, 2013, BetaWolfinVA
(791) wrote:
love the imagery :) suggests shattering circumstances :(
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A former member wrote:
jesus fucking christ. this is my new favorite of yours. heart crushing and flawless. falls like blood and tears and ash. this one will follow me around like a pain thirsty shadow and stay with me for a long time. i can feel its claws, its fangs, its desertion and desolation. i love you, miss malice. you are the merciless queen poet of my heart. your words have helped shape me over the years, made me dream in ways i could never on my own. xo