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Shadows fall across the land, darkness and death, hand in hand, all of fields and flowers stripped bare, one trapped in a deadly snare. Rises from her place, all you can picture is her beautiful face, you can see her beautiful eyes, and how they’ve had their cries. Pain lashed deep, nightmares plagued sleep, parted lips to scream, while face stays serene. Wants to scream out, no voice to shout, she looks down at her leash, now it’s time for her to be released. |
...sniff sniff... this poem. It reminds me of myself and how I felt a year ago, and sometimes today. My favorite line is the second line: "darkness and death, hand in hand." I have to say, your poems are awe-inspiring... thank you for your talent that you share with us. I also want to thank you for your comment on Concert of Lust | Posted on 2007-11-26 00:00:00 | by jasonsanctuary | [ Reply to This ] | |