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    dots Submission Name: A Girl In A Bird's Cagedots

    Author: Acid
    ASL Info:    17/M/Newport, WA
    Elite Ratio:    2.85 - 103/159/76
    Words: 184
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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    dotsA Girl In A Bird's Cagedots

    Gentle patters on the rooftops,
    Falling from above.
    Rain, the only depressing hope,
    Left for me in this hell.

    Demons walk within these halls,
    Kings and peasants alike.

    Darkness on the outside,
    Is nothing compared to that within.
    Bought by lust,
    One like all, that means nothing.

    The cherry blossums,
    Fallen and dead long ago.
    Leaves the bare hide of the trees exposed.
    I feel a tree in a flesh orchard.

    A demon knocks upon my door,
    Glowing eyes in darksness stand alone.

    Hours pass as tortures come.
    They take away my voice.
    Pain of mind and body, one.
    Tears flow like the falling rain.

    When all that could be done, has,
    The demon smiles,
    He says to me:
    "Don't worry, I shall return..."

    My sanity snaps like a brittle twig,
    Stepped on by despair.

    The perfumes choke me,
    My eyes water.
    My peace comes at last.
    "Stupid wretch, wake I say!"

    "Stand up, you have a guest."
    "Y-yes sir..."

    My despair sets in again...
    I forgot, there is no escape from hell.

    Submitted on 2007-01-29 11:05:22     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      This is intense. It's like Samsara, one type of Eastern religions version of reincarnation. Basically it says that every life your reborn into is hell because your not at peace with the gods (or your variation there of).

    This line reminded me of Dante's Inferno:

    "I feel a tree in a flesh orchard."

    One of Dante's rings of hell is this giant orchard where people are turned into the trees, they can't grow fruit, but the sirens I think come and peck at them and break their twigs all day and all night (or hell's version of the same).

    This was really depressing, being woken up inside your nightmare. That would suck.

    | Posted on 2007-01-29 00:00:00 | by Falling Rain | [ Reply to This ]

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