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    dots Submission Name: Sunburndots

    Author: xxalpal4everzxx
    ASL Info:    13/F/Pennsylvania
    Elite Ratio:    2.73 - 10/26/19
    Words: 417
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    I sit in my room and listen to the past,
    The clock ticks slow but my heart beats fast,
    The rays of sunlight dim under shades,
    Of curtains hanging from their old maids,
    I sit in the dark and try not to think,
    But every time I try I start to sink,
    Back into the memories of you and me,
    Such locked away free,
    So depressively upbeat,
    So bitterly sweet,
    Such imperfect perfection,
    Such a combination of disconnection,
    Such paved day nights,
    So many peace fights,
    The rainbow in our veins has turned black,
    Like the color of my soul that I use to lack,
    The stains of rain drops keep my breath creating a new cloud,
    As the roar of thunder is way too loud,
    And the light I keep wanting to take hold of is shy,
    Like a bug looking at her trap not knowing it is a lie,
    The light she sees is just another way of covering up the death within,
    And now I’m laid in my faults,
    Dressed in black with no pulse,
    I thought I was moving into the light,
    But the so called light is really an undercover night,
    Which takes its pale victims in with promises of more glow,
    But gives them no sunblock and allows them to go,
    They sit in the sun for awhile and enjoy the new color in their life,
    But after a while something goes wrong and ends with a strife,
    You couldn’t escape the sunburn of the sun,
    So now it curtains to the bloodshed of one,
    I became the knives sheath so you could move on,
    Without having to feel the bitter taste of the python,
    So now I sit in an artificial night,
    Trying to get the past out of sight,
    But I guess I will just sink away in my tears,
    For a second away feels like years,
    I take this last thought and slowly I rest,
    Good night forever I cannot jest,
    For they say that love kills the most,
    And with that I bid a do to the ghost,
    That lingeres over my head,
    In the morning I will wake up an angel with the other undead,
    So goodnight to life as I thought it was,
    I will wake up in the light and like the bug I wont buzz,
    Anymore through this undying death that hangs over me like the clouds in the blue,
    So goodnight death I bid you a do.

    Submitted on 2011-09-01 17:46:17     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      Overall theme sounds like regret. Every time I get a sunburn, I regret not wearing sunscreen, so I think that title works really well.

    Anyways, a lot of the parts in this poem read rather cliché and or forced.

    "The rainbow in our veins has turned black,
    Like the color of my soul that I use to lack,"

    Like that, I just never liked that.

    You have a feeling, or a theme, and that's enough to work with really.
    Try going through this and taking out what you feel is not needed. Take some of those clichés and make them stronger.

    | Posted on 2011-09-01 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]

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