Knife In The Table |
Hi, I'm Kynna, I just do random things on here. I don't really blog consistantly, but when I do I will either write, or reblog pictures, or post my own pictures. If you have any sugestions for me to do feel free to ask. :) |
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Drowning Myself
I collected ribbon the color of sea foam. I spent my nights weaving it together; licking frayed edges so they’d stay. I wove it with...
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He's Not Mine
My rival, she has cherry red lips and black silk hair. Her skin is the pale olive of an all-over tan, her eyes are the color of black...
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My Heart Keeps Falling in Love With You
It’s too lonely; so the second you pay me the slightest bit of attention, it falls; falls faster than Alice’s...
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Too Shy to Speak to Each Other
She stepped into the library with a swish of her skirt, placing her books on the table quietly. She smoothed her hem...
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Nervous? Don’t be.
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I Thought I Was a Romantic. . . .
I in love the way some people fall in lust. All the time, it’s never deep, the moment is fleeting. They boy...
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The Last Few Days Until Summer
I came into first period class and the seats had all been changed in arrangement. No longer were we placed facing each...
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Depression
This disgust is a black, burning cold sludge that I’d like to scrape off my petal skin. It’s clung all too tightly, it’s needle like...
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My Heart's Darling. . .He Came Over
My heart’s darling,
he came over.
He gave me vibrant peach blossoms,
in the white dove gray of winter.
They...
