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Kobra Kobra Kid. It was the truest name he had ever been called, Fun Ghoul thought, when he saw Kobra crouched over his brother’s crumpled body. The peroxide blond man actually snarled at Fun Ghoul when he tried to approach the two. The filthy tangle of his golden hair served only to emphasize the hungry taut lines of his cheekbones, his expression one of fierce ugliness. Fun Ghoul had backed down immediately hands raised in surrender, unnerved at the way Kobra Kid started him down. He was like a cat gone still in readiness to pounce.Kobra by *withinmeloveresides1
Never before had the ebony haired Killjoy seen Kobra Kid react in such a way. It seemed the death of his older brother had unchained a lurking animal from beneath his skin. But never before had there been reason to analyze the sharp glare of malice that flickered in his companion’s eyes after a firefight. Fun Ghoul too felt hatred towards Draculoids and the licensed oppression they stood for.
Untitled Love Poem 7Someone of no importance died todayUntitled Love Poem 7 by ~InLoveAndSqualor
You didn't know them, you wouldn't care
But that person of little note, of little regard
They were everything to me
My everything died today and you
Just sat and watched and drowned in daytime TV.
Mama CannotHush my sweetheart,Mama Cannot by *withinmeloveresides1
Please stop crying
I can't stand the sound.
My skin crawls at your painful noises
As I see your face
Red from your screams
If only you will be quiet,
If only you will be a good baby,
I can't seem to quiet you
No pacifier will pacify your cries
And gentle bouncing only brings shrieks,
I lay you down in your crib
To let my weary arms be rid
Of your heavy squirming weight
And retreat to the hallway to pace.
Surely you'll stop if left alone,
But as soon as I am free from you
And your ear bursting shrieks
I long to hold you
To try and soothe your crying
But you don't want me,
Your scrunched up face
And fierce wriggling
Tell me as much,
As you squall
In terror or hate I do not know,
As you fight against me.
I cannot handle this,
The one who I nurtured within me
My precious baby that made it out alive,
Is rejecting me
I should have never become a mother,
I thought I could handle it all
But my nerves
Under the weight of your unyielding wails
And you proved to be al
Mama LibertyMama I am off to explore the world!Mama Liberty by *withinmeloveresides1
My petticoats and dresses are folded and packed
My hair brushed into obedience
My tongue carefully laden
With this heavy, guttural language
No more will I hang onto your apron strings
Gone are the days I suckled at your breast
For my bones are strong enough now
To carry my weight into new lands
And so I say goodbye
As I board the steamboat
Eager to see what the world holds for me.
Mother mine I am home!
What is this?
Do you not recognize your little girl
Of so long ago?
I will admit I have been changed
By the beautiful country
I now proudly call my motherland,
For she is a rosy woman
Who lives within crumbling castles
Fattening her children
With meat and potatoes
As she happily weaves her tapestries of history
I left my home of plenty and ease
To be dazzled and confused
By the new culture and language.
I mimicked others as I learned to speak
Turning the hard edges and soft middles
Of the words
Over in my mouth
Like a sort of candy with sharp
My Little ButterflyThere was...once, a beautiful little girl, she was only five when it happened and it broke her mothers heart...My Little Butterfly by ~Sora-54
"Mommy, can we go to the river?" asked Admma.
"Umm, have you finished all you're lunch?" asked her mother, Lillian, a young photographer.
"Yes, see all gone, so can we PLEASE go? pretty please?" she pleaded with a puppy look.
"(giggle) Oh alright, go grab your jacket it's a kind of cold out."
Soon they were in the car going to the riverside, Lillian decided to bring her camera and take pictures for the magazine. They got out the car an Admma ran toward the river but her mother yelled at her to stay close too her, Admma wanted to show her mother all of new baby fishes.
Lillian turned her back too get a snap-shot of some roses, as she did, Admma sneaked away to the riverside.
"Hello there little fishy, I got something for you- hey! where are you going?" she said as the fish swam away from her, she reached her hand out more too feed it. "Here Mr.Fishy, I got some food
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