Dark Poetry #4 |
So Cold |
alibaster Member
since 2001-07-07
Posts 299In my own private hell...(PA). |
Antique lace daintily spread across half rotted face. Eyes, soft and blue, melted and oozing gently towards you. Skin that once was warm slipping away in the storm. Hair the color of fire fading into the mire. One last tear escaped, frozen in the fear Leave me not, here among the rot. Did you mark where I lay as you walked away? Is my grave that old? I am so cold. Until...ali {alibaster "the Queen of Darkness"} |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
geeze this is chilling. nice write =) - River Love hurts as bad as it feels good. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
oooh ali, I like this one dark beauty , m'friend |
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