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    dots Submission Name: PaRaDiGmAtIcdots

    Author: Non-Sens-Uality
    Elite Ratio:    2.94 - 67/80/53
    Words: 165
    Class/Type: Poetry/Gothic
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    She walks a road of darkened grey
    And steps of blood, depart the day.
    Her iced, blue lips; she's dead they say.
    But no; red thorns, they make her stay.
    They make her want and now she may
    Let all the darkness fade away.

    Her tears are now pleasure, and pain,
    Mixed in a symphony insane;
    With glamour, gothic in refrain...
    A song 'too lost in you' again.
    Your words - a razor, time's to blame
    And distance... and a wicked game.

    The passion is her dreadful prison
    And winter her beloved season,
    Her feelings beyond any reason;
    Her mind in labyriths of Eden;
    Her soul in Hell, she leads a legion
    Of evil toughts, seducing vision.

    A thrill she seeks in games of mind.
    She loves their eyes being so blind...
    But now she found one of her kind -
    In unreal realms, her toughts entwined
    By him, who always seems to find
    A way to keep her heart confined.

    Submitted on 2007-04-20 19:20:54     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      (Insert whistle of appreciation here.) I think Joey might be right about the rhythm in a few areas, but I'm liking this poem. It's probably just me being weird today--I've added three Favorites so far--but I think I've found a fourth.

    --crimson echo
    | Posted on 2007-04-21 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ]
      i like this - you do a good job portraying her helplessness here. if my counts are correct the rhythm might be off in 1 or 2 spots (i could be wrong), but other than that it's good work.

    peace, love and all that other junk,

    | Posted on 2007-04-21 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]

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