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Tea kettle Anger

Anger boiled inside her like a tea kettle

Fueled by their ignorance and hatred

But just as the wrath was about to steam out

It suddenly cooled

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HexGirl in Horror & Thriller

Woe (Prepare for the Month of Death)

Woe!

Woe!

For the month of death hath approached!

What new bodies shall be added to the ever-growing pile?

Woe!

Woe!

Sweet Azrael, why must you call upon so many to be taken away?!

Woe!

Woe I say!

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HexGirl

Reach

Alone in a darkened room

I reach my hand out once more

To my eternal companion

The cat who never scratched me

Challenge
What is your favorite holiday and why?
Cover image for post Halloween, by HexGirl
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HexGirl

Halloween

It's the only time of the year when it's perfectly acceptable for me to do nothing but eat candy and watch horror movies.

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HexGirl

Drift

It's clear you no longer love me

It's plain for anyone to see

When you look me in the eye

Your soul begins to fly

Into another place, away from me

Like a boat drifting out at sea

And I am left here, wondering why

Why am I so cold inside?

Cover image for post empty flasks and broken China glass, by Lynn
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Lynn

empty flasks and broken China glass

when i was little

mom would say

she's having a little

syrup with her tea.

i've come to the conclusion

the syrup in her cupboards

tastes a lot like whiskey,

and cough medicine

always' tasted funny to me.

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HexGirl

French Fry Girl

CAUTION: Gore and violence

I called her the French Fry Girl because she'd been burnt to a crisp

She had no hair

No ears

No nose

Her eyes were hanging out of their sockets like Newton Balls

All the fat on her body had melted off

She no longer resembled a human being

But she was still alive

"Who did this to you?" I asked

"The........Fat.........Man," she replied

Her mother knelt by her side

Weeping rivers of sorrow

And the French Fry Girl died

Right there in her arms

Her mother began screaming and shrieking

So that all the world could hear her woe

Then she whispered these words over and over

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

I saw them once before

And I've seen them again

I see them in the gleams of big, shiny weapons

I see them in the hearts of those who think life is but a game

I see them in the eyes of an old woman as she asks me

"Why do men fight?"

And you know what?

They're still there

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HexGirl

Why?

It came in a flash, without a sound

Hurdling down

Toward the ground

Seizing all within its path

To satisfy an ancient wrath

Their skin burnt black like ore

People didn't look like people anymore

All these days pass and I still don't know why

A little boy fell from the sky

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HexGirl

Traitor!

Traitor! Traitor!

That's what they call me

Traitor! Traitor!

They think I've betrayed my country

Traitor! Traitor!

What has happened to my homeland?

Traitor! Traitor!

Destroyed by the ignorance of man

Traitor! Traitor!

What you're doing is so wrong

Traitor! Traitor!

How can you all just go along?

Traitor! Traitor!

You say I'm the one who has no heart?

Traitor! Traitor!

Everything you touch you tear apart

Traitor! Traitor!

You're all gonna burn and stink!

Traitor! Traitor!

The rising sun will surely sink.

Traitor! Traitor!

It's time this madness was finally done

Traitor! Traitor!

This war can never be won

Traitor! Traitor!

You're caught in a tide

Traitor! Traitor!

Drowning in your own foolish pride

Traitor! Traitor!

You deceive and you lie!

Traitor! Traitor!

Now the innocent will all die!

Traitor! Traitor!

Only ash and ruins remain

Traitor! Traitor!

You'll never be able to wash the stain

Traitor! Traitor!

We will never forget the day

Traitor! Traitor!

Now death and ruin have come to stay

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HexGirl

Dear Hollywood

Dear Hollywood,

Please stop making serial killers into celebrities.

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