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  Stockholm Syndrome

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  To you he smelled of the most sinful delight, an enslaving dominant smell, to the rest of the world he smelled of cheap intoxicants and weed. Every night, as ritual, again no, not again He greedily showers you with kisses… But it's not the gentle kind. And when you wake...
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  The Snow

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  It was snow white. The shimmering ice on the lake was frozen still. Looking like a thousand, shining, shimmering, spectacular stars. It stood out as white as a blank piece of paper before the pen had touched it. It was a fresh blanket of snow that lay perfect, untouched and glistening on t...
• Poetry > Ballad
  The boy with the green eyes

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  The boy with the green eyes The beautiful green eyed boy, a remarkable vision, I am kept in the dark, awaiting his decision. I fall in love with him, just that once more, Awake to the sound of him knocking on my door. Decisions, decisions. Did he make the correct choice? I beckon him i...
• Poetry > Ballad
  The boy with the green eyes

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  The beautiful green eyed boy, a remarkable vision, I am kept in the dark, awaiting his decision. I fall in love with him, just that once more, Awake to the sound of him knocking on my door. Decisions, decisions. Did he make the correct choice? I beckon him inside, listening out for his heaven...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Insomnia Nightmares

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  Insomnia nightmares. Insomnia kills, Insomnia thrills Insomnia lies, Insomnia cries Insomnia glides to the midnight skies Insomnia small, Insomnia great Insomnia fills you up with hate Insomnia bites, Insomnia frights Insomnia laughs at your despite Insomnia losing, Insomnia winning ...
• Fiction > Romance
  Diagnosed Insanity

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  Diagnosed Insanity 14th March 2007 I could recall every moment from that day, as if it was yesterday. Her every move and every step, her sheer innocent radiance. My Georgina. Yes, I could recall it all if I so wished to. I could put myself in a deep depression, again, like yesterday if I ...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  The mirror

  

  By Meliz, handforth, United Kingdom

  My mirror has seen many people, Beautiful, happy people. Stick thin, lovely people. Then the mirror saw me, The great mistake. The mirror had wished to find somebody pretty, to stare at all day long. Poor mirror, I feel sorry for it. For the mirror was stuck with me now. I don’t think my ...