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by *EatingMyOwnFears

Imagine the Circus Music p2Little Suzy fled, running from the woman who was not her mother. Sounds of hysterical laughter and bright blinding lights confused her further as she zigzagged without direction through the sea of people. Several people called out to the 'little girl' but she would not answer. No one looked familiar and the 8 year old was quick and agile enough to escape grabbing hands trying to stop her in her frantic quest of escape.
She darted to the left and ran towards the dark place between tents. Still terrified, but feeling smidgen of calmness she hid away from the chaos and tried to catch her breath. That had not been her mother, she convinced Imagine the Circus Music p2
by *EatingMyOwnFears

WithIn My ShellStop!
Follow the link in the comments to go to Wombat's page/poem to view our   collaboration.
Do not fave this but rather his!
WithIn My Shell
by *EatingMyOwnFears

Imagine the Circus Musictoot toot tooditooda!
"Something for everyone!" The announcer shouted loudly. "Step right up! Come one and come all though I'd keep the kiddies at home for this one, folks." An exaggerated and sassy wink was given before continuing. "Some of our images are too sensitive for young eyes but for those of you with strong hearts and minds, I invite you in to take a venture within the brightly colored tent." The face painted presenter waved everyone closer as if sharing a secret. "We are writing, dancing, singing fools, ladies and gentlemen, here for your thrill and entertainment! &nb Imagine the Circus Music
by *EatingMyOwnFears

Don't judge until you taste. Munch Munch

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Definition of Aromas-------------------------------
The moonbeams smell clean and remind me it's ok to live. Till they burn like sun rays upon my gentle trusting skin.
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Vanillas rolls over me like a smooth velvet Amaretto and Frangelica assault my palate The almonds and hazelnut swirl together in my glass
The leather is like a bit I want to bite. Sweat reminds me of exertion... I long to down the liquid but I'm already dropping fast
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Denim is like comfort Wrap me up in your pants, To Definition of Aromas
by *ladyshadowrage

I dream of DemonsSlumber descends and the sand man comes to call, Floating in the realm of illusion based desire, Heavily sleeping, dynamite blasts in the hall, Nothing wakes me and my snores grow higher.
Astral planes become my playground, the sky really is the limit. Flying high above the dreamers, stardust my rocket fuel.
Swimming through the nether realms, wandering into others dreams. Watching realities flex beneath the heavy weight of unconscious imagination.
to the top of the tallest skyscraper i'm not just talking to myself this time i know what i I dream of Demons
by *ladyshadowrage

RememberRemember when things were clear and we were here with everything to share learning what was dear together.
Remember memories most blessed are the greatest better than the rest made with the best of intentions.
Remember our first dance? After exchanged glance a possible chance to start a romance of two friends.
Remember our first kiss? the flavor of chocolate chips mingling on your lips brushed together the tips of our noses.
Remember we were surprised and realized of actions implied &n Remember
by ~Jarlaxyle1

Only less in the mindYou call me freak. Sneers in the hall Last to be called. I know I’m not the same
but you don’t have to play that game.
As if I haven't hear it all before, Do you really need to beat me down some more? I'm different, It's my cross to bear, It's you who should be ashamed you're just Another sheep, no substance, no name.
One more word, one more twisted title if this was the real world, you’d be sued for libel. In the real world I’d kick your ass in court but here, in this hell most call school,
it’s just one more label one Only less in the mind
by *ladyshadowrage

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Tainted love

Tainted
by =th3krimzon1

Contradition of ConditionsA Contradiction of Catastrophic Conditions
Tumultuous as a flash summer storm I am spilt out;   the permanent stain on your otherwise spotless record.
Filled with great need but empty as the vast chasm
I am the choice you want to ignore but never can forget.
Shattered from your carelessness, Desolate from your departure, Uneven from the merciless tears in my spirit, and Undone from the sudden incompleteness left behind.
Never will I be fully healed
and yet
every day I give thanks for the damage you fashioned.
One day Men of knowle Contradition of Conditions
by *EatingMyOwnFears

Fly Blown
by ~BackupPanic

A Rebel's Whore...Murderous thoughts, raging from a grayscale memory for that one lucky martyr who saved his own sanity. Glamour-bound to the tricky traps of apathy for maned torment as it slays itself madly and continuously.
Tainted love, spilling wild colors past their cool shadows into wide-gated grandeur and psychopathic blue jays. Sickened with cyanide, healed with arsenic. Violent hearts writhing in the bloody passion that pools at their feet. A Rebel's Whore...
by ~DrippingWithSarcasm

"Don't touch me please I can't stand the way you teeeeeeeeease." hehe

Do you have the desire/courage to step up? Write or draw or snap an image of your version of tainted love. I'd love to add yours to the set.

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The sign of Life.The signs that you sang,
are whispered on the wind. The sign that your cried,
runs in the rivers.

The sign that you danced,
is scored on the earth.
The sign that you laughed,
sprinkles across the light.

The sign that you kissed,
is written on my lips.
The sign that you touched,
flickers across my skin.

These signs that you existed,
the signs you were here.
They are such little things now,
now as you disappear.

The signs that you walked,
the signs that you gave.
They are forever an The sign of Life.
by ~Wombat-Pentagram

Buried alive
by ~DaniellPhoto

Uncongenial Scene
by ~BackupPanic

Hospital Collection: A FishA Fish Without Lungs.

The oxygen mask steps over my mouth like soft frog's feet and breathes into my lips sticky with blood. And I cough up pale white pills like tiny frog's eggs sticky and ripe in the dark. The air tastes heavy like pearls and vapour drops. Waterlogged I pray
for gills. Hospital Collection: A Fish
by =methylated-spirit

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~insert circus music here~

Mon Nov 9, 2009, 6:58 AM

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Wow!

So I had started writing a little thing about how all my stuff was odd and such but it developed into a freaky story.
then everyone loved it.
So I turned it into a deviation [link]

Ok, I said I didn't know where to go, but I have an idea. But then I have idea about my other horror story but it's just sitting there

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RVB #277.

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"You're like a demented sponge, soaking up our innocent words and transforming them into a sweet acid rain."

"And Bekah's a lively shot of rum, when you were expecting a smooth wine, all with a zesty lemon aftertaste."

"I like your use of Sweet Horror as you realize not all horror is evil, nor is it tainted. It just is, but it's great and sweet nonetheless. "

"Rebekah is 藤本 Fujimoto (true wisteria) 久美子 Kumiko (eternal beautiful child).