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    dots Submission Name: Pulling The Wings Off Of Angelsdots
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    Author: col13x
    Elite Ratio:    2.26 - 119/300/559
    Words: 377
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsPulling The Wings Off Of Angelsdots
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    Pulling The Wings Off Of Angels

    It was so hard to stop my eyes from stinging
    My throat from burning
    As the tears kept falling

    And the sorrow lay out our centuries
    Right before me
    And felt so lonely
    All alone here
    All alone

    Couldn’t help but see our history
    Stupid history
    Bloody history

    And the sadness broke upon the silence
    It cried out to the stars
    And felt so lonely
    No one answered
    Lonely silence

    And I really had to wonder as I pushed away my tears
    All the broken lives of love
    Are they living in our memories

    You really have to wonder exactly why we’re here
    Still waiting here for the blessed day
    When God will say no more today
    But still didn’t come today
    Nor tomorrow or yesterday

    And nothing ever changes
    But we can count out our suffering in billions of heartbeats
    A single heartbeat

    No one answers in this silence
    So hope is what we fool and lie with
    Clinging in our desperation to a promise
    Just like children
    Innocent children

    And my father you are the only survivor of my blood
    We looked to you to come and save us
    But there are centuries of proof to that failure

    And I couldn’t stop myself from crying as I looked into the truth
    The glory and the greed is written there in blood
    Written there in the money
    Written in one tiny precious life
    Written there in our wasted years of insanity

    Still it echoes through the silence
    The silent screaming the silent calling the silent praying
    If you listen can you’re hear them singing the Angels singing

    Do you hear them singing

    Seems we’re just pulling the wings off of our Angels
    In our boredom's entertainment
    Something to do with the questions when we have no answers
    Still we listen for a clue
    To the silence

    And I couldn’t stop the burning or the stinging of my tears
    As a whole world cried out to the circling stars
    With a billion centuries of a single heartbeat






















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      "Stupid History/Bloody history"... these lines resonated deep within me. The description was strange, but I enjoyed it, and I love the way you have of circling around in the poem, beginning and ending with roughly-but not precisely-the same lines.

    Happy dagger,

    Shadow
    | Posted on 2008-12-14 00:00:00 | by Shadowstar13 | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this a lot. What depth and intensity! I can see what you have written, as in your words of context paint a very vivid picture. Your writing sounds vaguely similar to Emily Dickinson. She was a superb writer in my point of view. I hope you do not mind if I add this as a favorite. Hope to see more of your work soon. Keep up the good work! Happy Writings!
    | Posted on 2008-12-14 00:00:00 | by night_angel | [ Reply to This ]


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