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Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

0 posted 1999-09-26 03:33 PM

Heres to the cold silence,
Slicing, juicing, placing,
My once solid feet upon steady ground.
Shall I rip your ego,
To edible shreds now,
And trample your emotions,
On the floor of the other side?
I think on us then,
And wish I'd had the creativity,
Or at least the sheer guts,
To bounce your head upon the walls,
As you did mine so many nights.
I'd take that guitar,
You handled so like a woman,
And pluck out those chords,
On which played you your lies,
Through nights of endless and meaningless chatter.
I wonder when you weren't scewing me,
Did your instrument provide you,
With subsitutions effiently?
You with your childish notions,
And dreams of going somewhere one day,
While one day after day passed you by,
And I grew stronger yet further away,
Day by heartwrenching day.
I'll always remember your dramatic acts,
One night of taking a kitchen knife,
And placing at your heart while I yelled.
I'll remember the sheer delight I took,
In your being so small and pathetic,
All the while praying you would do it,
So I would never take the temptation myself.
So many time I wanted,
You to slice out your very heart,
And rest it on the ground before me,
In apologetic offering for ever raising,
You malicious hands.
The things you done to keep me there.
Ohh..My dear I should have killed you then.
When I had so many chances in your
Artificially induced stupors.
Would you have taken it as calmly,
With the relaxation those little trips,
Forced on your weak and wounded soul?
I would have put my foot down,
And sliced you to bits,
Had I not had some damnable kindness,
Drawing my conscious back from the edge.
To think you still talk of me,
As some martyr for kindness,
And whine about how you wish things could have been better.
I'd spit in your face now if I could.
And flaunt my newfound strength in front,
Of your sorrowful and regretful eyes.
No woman would ever have you again,
If I were there first to fill her in.
I'll always be lurking around,
In the corners of your mind.
The one you though you had beaten,
And silenced with your pitiful wrath,
Of mother-done-me-wrong residual anger.
Turn away now,
And I'll be the name,
That forever steals your breath,
In the nightmares and memories,
Of your meaningless life.
Go and proclaim your love for me if you must.
But be aware that I will only laugh.
Casting you into the bitterness,
Which settles deep in my thoughts.
Secretly I'll always wish I could have silenced you.
Killing your will first,
And your useless body last.

Michael

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

Posts 7666
California

1 posted 1999-09-26 03:42 PM

Wow, Temptress,
Remind me never to get on your bad side. Eeks...(Hiding guitar in closet). Your anger reflects vividly. Well done.

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Michael Anderson

Loneliness isn't in being alone;
Loneliness is alone in being.

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

2 posted 1999-09-26 03:44 PM

Thank you.
: )

JennyLee
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since 1999-09-01

Posts 1461
Northwestern, NJ.

3 posted 1999-09-26 04:02 PM

Welcome!!!
This is wickedly twisted...
Delicious!!

doreen peri
Member Elite

since 1999-05-25

Posts 3812
Virginia

4 posted 1999-09-27 06:44 PM

You need a vacation, temptress.... bigtime. Well, seriously, these lines REALLY got to me:

No woman would ever have you again,
If I were there first to fill her in.

I identify with that. This is some pretty powerful stuff.... your camera to the world... nice job, my friend! Keep writing the dark side... there's a lot that must come out. Hey, I went through something like that myself with the knife thing you described... pretty pathetic, actually. God.. it seems like yesterday but it was years ago.

Dark sides are good to reveal as long as they're kept tame.

-dp

Systematic Decay
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since 1999-09-15

Posts 1301
That place with padded walls and funny people in white.........

5 posted 1999-09-27 08:15 PM

Temptress,
Wonderful poem. I can really relate to your situation in ways, and it was very well written, I love the imagery in it too. I can see everything you describe, of course a bit different to fit in with my situation.

I am eagerly awaiting more of your poems.

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"Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage."
-Billy Corgan-

Dragoness
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since 1999-08-07

Posts 513

6 posted 1999-09-28 01:15 AM

Great poem. Like this one a lot!!!

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Set you heart free and your mind will follow.

Christopher

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-02

Posts 8296
Purgatorial Incarceration

7 posted 1999-09-28 07:37 AM

Sweet...well, actually not...
"Shall I rip your ego,
To edible shreds now"
Like much I do!

BoyToy
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since 1999-09-12

Posts 23
everett, wa, usa

8 posted 1999-09-28 08:28 PM

Thank you Temptress, this is very powerful and hits home with me, keep pouring it out

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

9 posted 1999-09-29 02:46 PM

Thanks again so far. I checked for new comments so I don't leave anyone out.
: ) Thanks...

Moonlight Romeo

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since 2001-09-10

Posts 982
The heart of you

10 posted 2002-05-16 02:48 AM

I thought that I would try to find the Dark Mistress in her home here. Sure enough, I have, with power and with pain.

Thank you.

What light through yon window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

11 posted 2002-10-24 11:48 AM

The creepiest part?
: )

IcyFlamez89
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since 2003-02-14

Posts 292
Jersey City NJ

12 posted 2003-04-26 02:41 PM

Beautiful

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