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...Anima Sola... |
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GhostWriter_6 Member
since 2001-09-03
Posts 237??Amityville?? 
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The Anima Sola or Lonely Soul is a Catholic depiction of a suffering person A woman in chains amidst the barred prison doors and flames of Purgatory, The place where sinners go while awaiting final judgment. Because the woman looks penitential and reverent, and her chains are broken, the image sends an ambiguous message of suffering and release from suffering. …The Anima Sola… Ive seen what’s to gain from the lady bound in chains Her body engulfed in flames...drugs injected in her veins The hell she designed is where she remains Searching for the keys to relieve her pain Bound the same as Jesus when he was slain No crown of thorns surrounded her brain Just the consistent need for cocaine This woman gave birth to the author of this poetic epic Raising a seed incubated in antiseptic Praying that her son the disease hasn’t infected Growing up alone allowed me to accept myself I can try and change..Never to be someone else Young minds like mine...couldn’t define the thin line I walk every time drugs and alcohol I combine Half man half chemical..100% individual None before me or to come.. Authentic & original Over the years her fears enraged the wildfires As I grow older I feel her burning desires Creation of a mirror image of self A distorted reflection.. Life repeated thru someone else Every day I thank the one who walked me thru the sands of time Knowing her ending is destined to be mine The same fire she extinguished...rekindled in the form of her first born I control my own future but her past I still mourn... I despise the fact I wasn’t aborted or stillborn To see the creator of life sacrifice her life to a needle Being judged by people..Posessed by pure evil Ive let her down.. I wasn’t supposed to become the sequel Drugs even me out.. Balanced and equal Why fight the predetermined.. I am who created me Seeing her burn from the inside cremated me mentally All I am is walking ashes Been punished by a thousand lashes Only faint flickering of flame flashes and the scent of burnt matches Forever branded inside & released thru gashes Toxins embedded in me since birth My blood could scorch dry earth The burning sensation I inherited from my mother A struggle to gain acceptance from her and no other For it was she who broke the chains... Resurrected a new life from the flames Like the phoenix arising from the charred debris Only to see history repeat itself... living thru me |
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Brad Majors 
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
nice! |
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GhostWriter_6 Member
since 2001-09-03
Posts 237??Amityville?? |
thnx for the feedback.. wish i could get more..... |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
So glad I caught your write. There is such anguish in what appears to be a predetermined lot in life... I feel strongly that we are who we choose to be...for I grew up watching this same phoenix... Excellent write...powerful. ThisDiamond |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
wow, potent stuff and the realization that many DO rise above what appears their semicharmed life |
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GhostWriter_6 Member
since 2001-09-03
Posts 237??Amityville?? |
thanx for the replies everyone......... takes alot out of a writer to talk about the trule life aspects they have lived thru... thanx to all who had a chance to catch this one |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
This was an incredible write. To keep the rhythm in a piece such as this is no easy task. You pulled it off really well. |
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Serena Renae Junior Member
since 2003-12-04
Posts 48Ohio, USA |
Very indepth, and dramatic writing. You got your images across with great word usage. Good job. Love, Serena |
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icequeen Senior Member
since 2001-12-09
Posts 633FL USA |
To see the creator of life sacrifice her life to a needle Being judged by people..Posessed by pure evil Ive let her down.. I wasn’t supposed to become the sequel Drugs even me out.. Balanced and equal I agree, very dramatic, and holds the attention of the reader quite well. I do hope that you do not now consider yourself the sequel to anyone, but as a unique individual. Never regret being born, dear. Your life has a purpose, as does all of our lives. Finding it may be difficult, but the challenge is always well taken. Peace to you, and keep writing.  Caroline the only man worth your tears will never make you cry |
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