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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 7:58 am
Pure darkness radiates from her coming form But darkness is only dead light reborn And I rest on the floor in a pose forlorn Somehow she kindly Somehow she pityingly Sits down beside me and doesn't yet bite me
"You know what I am?" She asks without question I don't need to answer, my eyes are confession Staring, adoring, and fearing--in my expression She knows the answer Eating through me like cancer At last she whispers "Then it's time we began, sir."
Gently grasping, but letting me know I'm stuck She cradles my head in her hands--begins to suck At this point I know I'm out of hope and luck Dizzy, losing thought Wounds in my neck--shot By her now receding fangs--the pain I hadn't sought
The kiss of undeath withdraws from my blood A fountain of life--my own bleeding flood Abandoning me as I watch the light of the sun Rising in the window She releases a low moan Glances at me, her gaze two hard stones
"Help me." I murmur, well aware that she can't The light is coming, and it kills as it enchants My chances of escaping appear very scant I'm already dead That's what went unsaid And this is only the end after the end
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:22 pm
I am in love with this line.
"I don't need to answer, my eyes are confession"
This made the poem for me very nice work mate xD
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 1:08 pm
^^ Thnxies.... I didn't think anyone was ever going to comment on this sweatdrop
*ish happy for the good line XD*
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 12:48 pm
That's awesome! Very dark and sorta lonely.... but also amazingly well written. Bravo!
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 4:25 pm
i really like it....................A LOT...i luv the way you wrote it............... me want more!!...........please biggrin
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 9:24 am
Aw, thank you guys... heart *hugs everybody for the sake of doing it ^^*
(My mom is trying to get me to publish a book of poetry... If I can write enough, I want to do it.. ^^)
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