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Dark Poetry #3

Life and Death with Roses

a-alibaster
Member

since 2000-01-08

Posts 392

0 posted 2001-05-28 05:07 PM

Roses
drenched in the morning dew
on the day you inhaled
your first breath
straight from the womb.
Roses
grew from the depths of your soul
on your way along
the journey of your life
stepping from the cradle.
Roses
fell and shattered your voice
as it lay in screaming silence
echoing endlessly in my head
while cold soil swallows my memories of you.
Roses
wilt and wither quietly with each
passing day
as the worms burrow
and stratigically carry you away.
Roses
begin again
in the endless circle of weeping
mortality.

"There is an alter ego which
dwells in every soul..."
a-alibaster

"I am as I am, nothing more, nothing less,
I am tears of pain, tears of Death.

[This message has been edited by a-alibaster (edited 05-28-2001).]

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

1 posted 2001-05-28 05:44 PM

Ahh..Affy..
Another well painted portrait from the shadows of your mind. I loved this.

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