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I do not abuse MewtwoStepping off the ferry, the first thing I notice is the lack of inhabitants. It actually doesn't surprise me as much as I thought it would. It's no different from most of the other Sevii islands. Swaying as I walk to the port door, I catch myself on the rails. Seven islands and I'm still not used to getting off these ferries. Taking a deep breath I started walking for the door.I do not abuse Mewtwo
As I walked out the door I let out Mewtwo. One of my more recent catches, he agreed to come along quietly if he didn't have to stay in the pokeball. Ironically, it turns out he gets seasick easily, so I have to carry him from island to island.
by ~Santa-Nada
My ClockA Primitive TimepieceMy Clock
People wake up while others go to sleep, just to do it Again the next day. An odd way to think of fate.
Bodies in constant motion, yet their bodies don't move. A person carries with them a personal tune. Limbs swing like pendulums. Bodies carry their own time, The days they have lived, and eventually the days to come.
A time to rise and a time to fall, a servant I am bound. Within each person, hormones begin to come out.
I wasn't the first one to have a first step and won't be the last To have a last breath. Time knows of
by ~Santa-Nada
SleepyI Want to Go to SleepSleepy
A soft and supple pillow helps me fall
To sleep. My blanket, wrapped around me, warm Like the southern Gulf. My spotted dog named Paul Rests nestled near my feet. A thunder storm doesn't phase us. Monochrome words cover him. He suffers chills enduring times of stress. A dirty coat below his head. The fused bits of clothing are a mattress. I profess All sleeps. Ah, even the moon lays upon the horizon, saying adieu. Lazy scene, A picture not exciting like the sun.
No golden sky. Just stars unmasked and seen like pieces found for an old p
by ~Santa-Nada
Sometimes PoisonSometimes We Need PoisonSometimes Poison
Many lessons can be learned at any age By either gender. We'll make it a him. Let's see, he shall have raven locks; I fain Admit it's popular. A deadly sin, Curiosity isn't, so we fall
Victim to it. Let's go to the boy, Joel.
This boy comes to an unmarked bottle, with A wide mouth. Clear liquid fills it half way. He picks up the glass bottle and finds it heavy. He sniffs it, forgetting to wait
and waft. It's like donuts, sweet and sugary.
Times like these it is best to remember.
You see, the television used to
by ~Santa-Nada
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