Open Poetry #40 |
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Talking to shades |
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Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
People who died still offer advice like a living voice tortures the mind. ...when she speaks... It's dust instead, there's nothing left. It's like inhaling breath of the dead. ...when she sings... It plays inside like exit music. The old ache can never die. ...when she whispers... Just trails away, black into grey. Small price to pay for them to fade. ...when she mentions... ....talking to shades.... .....to shades..... ......shades...... "I wanna bleed Show the world all that I have inside I wanna scream Let the blood flow that keeps me alive" Bleed by Cold |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
*sigh* |
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Rottiestyl Member
since 2007-04-19
Posts 60Illinois, USA |
different I might say. Imaginative and potent write. |
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