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    dots Submission Name: Twisted Fairytales{2}Gold Epileptic Wingsdots

    Author: ShadowParadox
    Elite Ratio:    2.65 - 23/66/34
    Words: 550
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       Another prose with a unique style, Diamond Dove suffers with Dementia, Anorexia, and Epilepsy. Reason why the italic paragraphs repeats strangely with fewer or more similarities.

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    dotsTwisted Fairytales{2}Gold Epileptic Wingsdots

    Fighting The Sickness Within

    She fluttered her wings against the glass wind

    Her silver eyes catching a glint of the oceanic sky

    As her mind bumped the pane of clouds


    Her thoughts broke through her membrane

    And fell through her blushing plump lips

    She gathered her fallen feathers and

    Wept regrets into her hospital sheets

    Her world dangled on the edge of a tilted syntax

    She was emotionally emotionless in her fractal reasoning


    The parallax of her being were shattered in yesterday’s chaos

    Each day she lost even more feathers

    Every night she grew faint and weak

    Her master was her sickness now


    The lightning and thunder flashed and roared through her rainbow veins

    And tangles of sensitive nerves

    Her shoulder blades would take control of themselves

    Jerking and twisting

    As if dancing to musical chords of nonsense


    The storm raged thru her blood

    It bubbled and bubbled

    Until her stomach clenched as nausea’s wave

    Swept away the good cells

    Cleaning the pearl white shell like bones

    Kissing the volcanic walls of the chest


    Shoving its iron fist into the throat

    Tearing apart the prison bars of tongue, teeth, and lips

    Spilling its crimson remains onto soft delicate hands

    Fevers took charge of the skin changing its temperature to a deserts climate

    The shivers made the threadbare wings flap uncontrollably


    She fluttered her wings against the glass wind

    Her silver eyes catching a glint of the oceanic sky

    As her mind bumped the pane of clouds


    Stuck in her room of doubts

    An Angel who became a unAngel

    Because of the ink curse

    She was made this way little Diamond Dove

    Trapped in her illness inside a notebook

    Plastered on a white page

    Her story

    Told from the tip of a pen


    But she still is beautiful

    She still checks out her almost featherless wings

    Those gorgeous, bright, shining wings

    The ones she took time to pluck despite her pain

    She loved her skin more than those itchy feathers

    @@But she loved her wings

    Her skeletal wings

    Her cobweb fragile wings@@


    Her Golden Epileptic Wings


    She flutters her gold wings against the glass wind

    Her silver eyes catching a glint of the oceanic sky

    Her smile stitched to her face

    As she revolve around her pane of regrets


    Dancing her dangerous moves with Epilepsy

    One last violent shake and the last feather drops

    Her wings more golden then the sun

    More flawless and smooth then the top of the ocean

    She sighs a weak happy sigh


    Caged in her illness

    Lost in her mind

    Riding the seesaw of Life and Death

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    | Posted on 2015-05-17 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]
      L10 the parallax of her being was shattered ……not were shattered. L28 Desert's climate i think wants to be possessive with the apostrophe not deserts, however desert without the s will also work. L53 as she revolves around ….not revolve around. L57 More flawless and smooth than the top of………..not then the.
    | Posted on 2015-04-15 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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