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silverwolf71190

The Black Widow
by nngross
The Black WidowShe smiles,
A slight curve of her cruel lips,
As she walks away,
Leaving another husk of a man in her wake.
Leaving him with only thoughts and memories as useless as her goodbye kiss,
As useless as the "I'm sorry" she whispered sweetly in his ear
Before she sweetly walked out of his life.
Victim number one?
Number three?
Number five?
Number nine?
Or does it really matter?
She is a seducer.
She is a seductress.
She is a succubus.
She is a black widow,
Weaving a web of lust,
Of desire,
Of deceit,
Of lies,
And of love.
Despicable love.
I pity him, her next man,
Her next victim,
Her next prey,
Her next "love."
The next husk of a man that will be left in the wake of her cruel, curving lips.



Delta565

Lovelorn Death
by dai-vee.
Lovelorn DeathHe who loves must bear the pain
Watching his blood run to the drain
As the one he loves will love another
Suffocating as air does smother
He who loves must pay the price
Hanging because he thought her nice
Naked and beaten, destined to lose
Guilty of what she does accuse
He who loves must bear the shame
She is hurt and he's to blame
The nails stick in on seeing her hurt
The microbes crawl in caked-on dirt
He who loves must feel despair
Even though it isn't fair
Her soul slips through unclenching fists
The blood now draining from his wrists
He who loves must suffer alone
With little hope of shattered bone
Never having felt her touch
Wishing he had mattered much
He who loves must fight his need
To her desires he must concede
Seeing her still prolongs his end
He cannot touch his heart to rend
He who loves must bear the cost
Doubly so when he has lost
He had not gained what counts as loss
Now love must die upon its cross



zhalia103

I’m Still Here
by StarlightComet
I'm Still HereEven after everything, I realize that
I’ll still be the one
Who supports you
When you can no longer stand
On your own.
I’ll still be the one
Who puts the pieces
Back together when you
Break.
I’ll still be the one
To hug you-hold you-
When your walls crumble down
Into oblivion.
I’ll be here to catch you
If you find yourself falling.
I’ll be here to save you
If you can’t carry on.
I’ll fight for you
If you can no longer fight for yourself.
My only wish is that
You do the same for me-
My only regret
Is knowing that you won’t.



Pinkey-pie-69

Time and Tide
by TheBareSheet
Time and Tidewhat good is a day, with no hasty breeze?
my collar, your puppet, the winding kite,
my bread, your balloon, a blight on my bight.
this life would cease(fire) if the wind did freeze.
that dawn I turned down a different road,
waiting for my thoughts become my own.
small fish swim upstream, but then to be sold. 
who knew her children and fate would be sewn.
old habits never die, lest future maul.
time and tide makes us mercenaries all.


ShinaRose7

The Stretcher
by Achille1996
The StretcherToday a boy sees a green-eyed girl for the first time
and thinks she is the most beautiful thing
in the entire world.
A woman in white lifts her bouquet,
so thankful that she is finally
the one to throw.
Her sister catches the flowers
while blushing at the best man,
who smiles back at her.  
Today a mother kisses her daughter
on the forehead
as she imagines how beautiful
this newborn child will become
in the future.
A black and white kitten
emerges from beneath a family shed,
and two girls on the swings
name him Mittens
and promise to love him forever.
Today someone is carried
down the hospital hall in a stretcher,
and I sit in the waiting room
thinking that out of all these happy,
wonderful things,
I would take the stretcher
if it meant I would be there
instead of you.

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Astragami-sama Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
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Summary: 16 years ago, the people of planet Cronos fought a terrible war against a merciless foe; the cronians survived, but their home was left in ruins. To this day the consecuenses of the war are still tormenting the people of Cronos. And if nothing changes they will all perish.

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hi!!  I am not sure if this is allowed, but I published my first kindle book I was looking for anyone interested in maybe writing a review for me???  Please Message me if you would be interested or for more details.
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Hi ! Thank you for adding me to the group ! I look forward for feedback and your creations !
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Hey there, I'm a longtime writer who made the jump into professional editing- what would the etiquette be for offering my services to the group?
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