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 Jun 10 2005, 12:23 AM
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another poem just typed up from about a month ago...also in class. not my best and again...emo-ish. oh well. constructive criticism is appreciated, thanks.
Gone A dagger wrenched deep Twisting Writhing Blood of her soul A pool around her still figure Vengeful tears trickling down Nerves constantly attacked Nothing but horror Filling her entirety Despair soon following Lack of air to fill her lungs A choked throat now apparent Glassy, blank eyes Staring nowhere Her heart a bleeding rose Her mind, a remnant of what is left She’s ripped apart A darkness all in between The result of her openness The consequence of trust Painstakingly made decisions That ended up wrong A horridly, destructive mistake The cause of her end. |
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Jun 10 2005, 04:11 AM
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aww...it's so sad. but i love the way you wrote that and the word-usage(is that correct?).
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Jun 13 2005, 07:34 PM
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wow, very brutal. But I like I like. Great word choice.
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