Open Poetry #39 |
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The Morning After |
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Distortia New Member
since 2006-11-16
Posts 5 |
Cornered Back against the padding No use in straining, you'll just waste your energy Nervous, anxious No longer naive or innocent Bathing in the mess you've created Breathing in the fumes from her fragrance She speaks with a shotgun tongue Aiming at nearly everyone Fallen into her crosshairs She bides her time patiently for you Waiting, needing for you to align yourself Penance shouts from the inside out Deserving of the consequence Give yourself, and then repent It's all in those frayed pages A declaration for the ages You knew it would come to this So why do you object your wish? [This message has been edited by Distortia (11-16-2006 09:37 PM).] |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Wow, what a speedy read, such intensity! Welcome! |
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