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43. Nature's FuryThese caressing, tender hands,
in a snap of a moment,
can curl around your neck,
so softly but so strongly;
and in a fit of anger
choke you in your own lies,
lies which ignited the hidden fury
slumbering deep, deep within me.
Loneliness of LoveRomantikko,
watch out for your heart:
reality of 'love'
is not as rosy pink
as in fables of fiction.
It is about opening your chest of secrets,
being naked while standing in the limelight,
hoping you gave the keys and clothes to a worthy person.
It is about clashings of two worlds
trying to merge into one (and never quite succeeding);
crying alone in the shower while he snores in the bed,
dreading you'll never see your heart again in one piece.
It is about trust that builds up slow, slow,
once that bond is torn, it's hard to sew it back together.
Gaming, Reading, WatchingInstead of keeping up a pretty much unnoticed (due to own lack of activity) WordPress blog,
I decided I'll be writing these things down here.
Games I'm playing or have finished.
Books I have read.
Movies and series I've seen.
I'll try to update regularly but we'll see about that, heh.
I'll add comments of my own to what I've played/read/watched.
May contain spoilers, but I'm trying to avoid those.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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