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Wren Member
since 2000-07-05
Posts 312 |
angels soar beyond the grasp of my futile fingers they taunt the whole of me yell beautiful curses God let me tear the wings from their graceful backs let me rip silken white feathers from between their shoulder blades let me trample their wings sticky with blood Give me their holiness to shred Make them damned Like me |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
This is intense! Wild! Fierce! A soul in Hell! I think I am going to be a great fan of yours! Lotharingia "For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?" Tom Holland |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Wren, that was very touching and sad. Nicely written. Catalinamoon |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Mmm,...I like it's power. Found myself gritting my teeth as I read it again,...as if it were me speaking. *Peace. |
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