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Anabiel by ~AngelCat180799
EmpathyEveryone can seeEmpathy by ~AngelCat180799
The poppies on the field
A girl with a paperbag,
And a clown,
On a splatter of red poppies
They open their eyes
They reach out a hand
But it was too late
Much, much too late
And now they realize,
The clown wasn’t a clown
And the paperbag had withered
And clearly they see,
It was one of them.
Enraged,
They fought each other
But it was too late
Much, much too late.
Anger boiling
Guilt rising
The story of the clown
And the paperbag girl
Had opened their eyes
All their secrets found
The villains caught
But it was too late,
Much, much too late
At least for the clown
And the paper girl,
It was too late
Some, hand in hands
PaperbagA paperbag on her headPaperbag by ~AngelCat180799
A note on her back
U-G-L-Y it said
Confidence, she lacks
Tears, down it rolled
On cheeks no one can see
Life, away it crawled
From eyes no one sees
Under the shadow of a paperbag
Thin fabric on her arms
Thin paint on her locker
F-R-E-A-K. It does the charm
Laughing, it’s maker
Tears down it rolled
Wetting a face no one sees
Flowers, they grow
From scars the past has made
All, under the shadow of a paperbag
A glint of light in her hands
A little left, the hope she has
G-O D-I-E this is where it ends
With poppies on a field of grass
Blood, it flows and trickles
In the watch of eyes no one sees
Life, away it cr
Clown for HireSneers and laughterClown for Hire by ~AngelCat180799
Fingers pointed at her
She is but a clown
Everything going down
Thick layers they top
Wanting it all to stop
A frown on her lip
She’s right on the tip
No one cares
Left quick as hares
Cheeks on fire
She’s not a clown for hire!
On the ledge
Over the edge
She’s falling
For once, nothing fails
Sherlock X Reader: A Study in Romance 12You hadn’t realized you had dozed off until the sound of someone stomping flat-footedly up the steps to the flat jerked you out of dreamland. You had been having a rather odd dream about going to see Hamlet only to find out that Sherlock was playing the melancholy prince, and Molly Hooper was Ophelia.Sherlock X Reader: A Study in Romance 12 by ~TheSpitfireSpirit
Just when you were about to ask Lestrade, who was sitting next to you in the dream, whether Claudius had used a dating site to hook up with Gertrude, John had stormed in and thrown a skull that looked suspiciously like Yorick at Sherlock’s head, yelling at him about not answering his phone, and you jumped awake.
It took you a momen
Neutral 
Sta.sh
