Dark Poetry #3 |
Her Love Of Death |
Dark Poet Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 99North Carolina, USA |
Her Love Of Death Copyright 2001 Written by James Edward Shields Beauty walks and asks for love From a figure that cannot give Horror dwell upon a kiss In maddened stone walls Heated dream and crying eyes As wings flap demise Set that kiss upon the lips of Death And dream endless We are born into this world alone, and we will die alone. It is what we do between those times that matters. This is where we leave our mark. |
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© Copyright 2001 James Edward Shields - All Rights Reserved | |||
catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh, this gives me chills. Applicable to many situations, I think. Good write. Sandra |
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xShUgArHiGhx
since 2000-09-26
Posts 3150tRyIn tO fIt iN2 mY oWn ShoEs |
Wow...this gave me the chills too!! Great job! ShE'S nOt ThE kInDa GiRL..WhO lIkeS tO tElL tHe WorLd AbOuT tHe Way She FEEL'S aBouT hErSelf...ShE tAkEs a LiTtLe TiMe In MakIn uP hEr MiNd.. |
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Dark Poet Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 99North Carolina, USA |
Thank you two for your comments. I write mainly for myself but it is pleasing to know it has it desired effect on the reader. We are born into this world alone, and we will die alone. It is what we do between those times that matters. This is where we leave our mark. |
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