Today's Feature was selected by the following deviants:
~oOnyaOo, ~Theriza, and *Heyriel

Little Jewerly BoxShe took her little jewelry box,:thumb216753064:
and lay all her feelings inside it.
She cried a tear, right before,
she lay all her sadness away.
She dug a hole behind the church.
Not feeling anything at all,
she placed the box in-between,
mud and dirt, with ice cold hands.
She buried the box,
so no one could find it.
And off she went,
to one last place.
--
She stood at the edge,
of that big, cold cliff.
Looking down as she felt
-nothing at all.
With no expression on her face,
she took one last, deep breath,
before she lifted her cold arms,
and flew away.

Lost MaskWe put on a mask
And tell the world we're OK
We look at the world
Like some kinda paradise
We lock ourselfs in cages
But I can only say
This mask can no longer hide me
I can no longer lie
I'm not OK
And this cage
I don't know if this cage
Can hold me anny longer

My dearest, dearest diaryMy dearest, dearest diary,
I hurt myself today.
My daddy slapped my mommy,
my mommy wouldn't stay.
My daddy smashed a bottle,
with smelly water inside,
I picked up one of the shards,
and ran it down my thigh.
My dearest, dearest diary,
Today I kissed a girl,
She screamed and was so angry,
She pulled my yellow curls.
My teacher called me stupid,
My classmates laughed and ran,
Said 'a prince should get his girlie,
and a princess get her man.'
My dearest, dearest diary,
Fifth grade isn't all that bad.
We've gotten some new subjects,
we've never before had.
I play the piano splendidly,
I never miss a tone,
but when I make

The Haiku Haiku IIUnable to write?
Haiku should flitter freely
from mind onto page.
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