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She smiles at him as he enters A sign of affection reduced to a dim glow The way she bares her teeth these days Has turned more feral than feminine Her eyes are glazed, and no longer vocal A vacant gaze, without love or pain Silent at last, dead screams of disapproval Disgorge their own spirits, which soon evaporate And as they burn in wretched silence All is swallowed by a swirling void Shades of crimson defile her ****** grin As she stares limply, lifeless and broken This cul de sac This neighborhood This city of sins and secrets, No place worth mention, And no place for a Lover's Heart.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC
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She smiles at him as he enters A sign of affection reduced to a dim glow The way she bares her teeth these days Has turned more feral than feminine Her eyes are glazed, and no longer vocal A vacant gaze, without love or pain Silent at last, dead screams of disapproval Disgorge their own spirits, which soon evaporate And as they burn in wretched silence All is swallowed by a swirling void Shades of crimson defile her ****** grin As she stares limply, lifeless and broken This cul de sac This neighborhood This city of sins and secrets, No place worth mention, And no place for a Lover's Heart.
This is one of my favorites of my own pieces. It tells two different stories at once, and yet both stories come from the same place. Poetry!
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xan-abyss
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC
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