Open Poetry #44 |
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An Emotional Scapegoat for your Lover's Mistakes |
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SlowlyFallAway Member
since 2008-08-29
Posts 279North Carolina |
Playing the role of an ephemeral king With silk of responsibility and blue laced velvet of remorse Under the faded course of time, pronounced victim to bruised society and lessened one of brutal agony Infinitesimal to the race of a distant social disorder Crawling through soil’s cracked tears; sweat and blood She founded your highest peak, ‘Satan’s miss’ Then sold her soul to a lesser man of filth and lusting hunger For intentions none other than to please herself throughout this nightmare Slashed by hatred’s whip, stung with anger’s lisp Emily Shives 5-15-09 Friday |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
the tang of word sips here is bittersweet, enjoyed it |
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