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shadowchild458 Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 117MN,USA |
black is not a color he said and on the dusty summer nights i'd taste his blood red is not a color he said i want to die silver is a color he said the color of death i want to die and the secrets locked inside of him were released and every night i took a secret away from him i was taking his soul and he loved it he wanted to die blue is not a color he said though the tears i say were blue blue and violet and the colors of the earth for this was the moon and i wanted it all for myself he was better than me and he knew it i couldn't stand that and so i killed him slowly and when we danced i would cry on his shoulder knowing, soon, he'd be dead for i would leave him and he'd turn every color black red blue and gray and finally i would cry again at his funeral, fake tears silver is not a color my friend life may just take a while but i guess heaven's worth the wait |
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MIdsummerRain Member
since 2002-05-19
Posts 175St. Louis, Missouri |
"...and every night i took a secret away from him i was taking his soul and he loved it..." Beautiful, yet Heartwrenching...Enjoyed this ~Rayne For in much wisdom is much grief |
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PoeticGoddessOfDepression Member
since 2002-07-02
Posts 439I am everywhere |
"and finally i would cry again at his funeral, fake tears silver is not a color my friend" i had at hard time picking out a favorite line, because they're all so good! I told you i liked this, but the whole poem felt incomplete without a reply from me!!! lol I think I may add this to my library too. lol gosh.. so many good poems i'm hearing. I'm gonna have to clean my PL out! Thanks for posting. _sara_ "With poetry and suffering, I cannibalized every ounce of my pain" |
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