{"sf1_id":835611,"sf2_id":"znJZxdQn","title":"Twisted Smiles","author":"Vesra G Snowash","words":134,"posted_at":"2015-03-22T03:33:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/835611-twisted-smiles","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJZxdQn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e1/f1/e1f18c40-b07e-4d32-9527-a47637b088c2","description":"#3 of Poetry\n\nonce more some work form my not so happy side","content":"A rhythmic pace like a clock\n\nFirst a tick, then a tock\n\nWith silent words it greats your ears\n\nA soothing voice, no others can hear\n\nLip and teeth for twisted smile\n\nThe soft calm voice stays for a while\u0026nbsp;\n\nSo suddenly the voice is gone\n\nAnd once more all seems and feels so wrong\n\nSalted water pours from the crack\n\nNow soon after, the voice is back\n\nA lurking shadow that isn't there\n\nIt brings you along, though you fear where\n\nWhen gray thoughts turn deep blue\n\nThe voice will come, it's here for you\n\nIt covers eyes with tinted glass\n\nBlocks the pain form the past\n\nNo more pain, no more tears\n\nWorry not, the voice is here\n\nA voice that coos and tightly holds me\n\nThis is the lullaby of insanity\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/835597-tired-eyes.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/835614-machine-of-man.json"}}