Open Poetry #27 |
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Jason Lyle Senior Member
since 2003-02-07
Posts 1438With my darkling |
Her questing hands, had found him weak his questing heart, had comfort seeked and found a soul, his soul had seeked she fouled his soul, his soul was weak He fought with strength he did not have and she applied an evil salve It healed me and cut me in half she sacrificed me like the calf Not her fault, was mine, I know am weak when gods decide to show their power over me I know But through their blood, I know I grow. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
But through their blood, I know I grow. hard price to pay, good real good jason |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
While I was reading this, I changed him to her and he to she, ....(that would be me) Her questing hands, had found him weak his questing heart, had comfort seeked and found a soul, his soul had seeked she fouled his soul, his soul was weak so it goes, and so we grow! Good stuff Jason~ |
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IntoTheFlames Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 92Va, USA |
Great write, I don't think anyone can deny that! ![]() ~*Summer*~ |
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