Dark Poetry #4 |
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NormalitxButterfly Member
since 2008-07-09
Posts 107 |
The dream of primary colors spread out, the balance lost The wounds are too deep, I lose sight of what's before me, Just watching that figure slightly hidden a shadow cast behind silk curtains in hopes to capture all the memories in agony ashamed to be so indecent Even the blood that pours down from the wound in your chest it too has a reason, right? A dream unfulfilled you've come this far with a broken heart lashing out unable to find the words a grieving heart reflected on this torn canvas muted colors bleed as your hearts poured out mixed with silent tears |
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midnightdreamer Member
since 2008-02-03
Posts 309Roy,ut |
great poem. midnightdreamer She past you, but doesn't notice you. Drained from emotion she waits till death grasps her. She faces it with no fear but rather welcomes it. |
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NormalitxButterfly Member
since 2008-07-09
Posts 107 |
thanks dreamer |
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