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"blackrose" poems
A slice of toast, burning on the grill. A ghostly face, the window pane, terror running through the brain. A shadow that was moving, now is still. Darkness hoovering the light, and all that shun on Blackrose Hill. Floorboards, creaking, then they're not............... Hiding in the pantry, with a stomach tied in knots, Churning, like butter in a *** That old house on Blackrose Hill, years since left to rot. That old house on Blackrose Hill, that old empty cot.
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
Blackrose Hill.
Even in the darkest beast, one can find beauty. If they look through the eyes of love. Seeking a fading light, just out of reach as the heavens reign from above. Too soon, two souls become one, While two hearts are left longing. Darkness melds upon two minds they're chemistry is haunting. A connection so strong it spans the distance. Feelings are so real, one can feel the others touch. Yet both their hearts will heal. The realm of desire turns to ash as the moon sets low upon us. to need you so bad and not to receive we both shall turn to dust. Feeding off the dismal past true love it will prevail. two shadow;s dancing in the night their friendship will not fail. Tempers flare as longings go unfilled. Both fighting an attraction that can't be real. he has instilled a certain reality, she now begins to feel. A calmness in the darkness, a silence so surreal. they dance within the keyboard, in lacy shades of teal. They both live in a fantasy...knowing it can't be real.....
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
~Dancing in the shadows~ a collab w/Raven BlackRose
the fact of deafness it is not our minds but our ears thinks not that i don't understand though sound does not enter sight is available my eyes read lips my hands make signs i know you understand pretending otherwise to explain from start to end is a waste for you do not believe what can i do? but i feel the isolation seems like my life gets harder with passing time you say i'm young its not true you try to make it as if age matters when its not by blackrose date: Sept. 24, 2014
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
deaf
let me see not with clouded eyes, no longer do i wish to dream, but to see reality, the pain i must feel, sadness i must understand, with eyes unclouded i see death with a new darkness, the darkness of fallen angels, let them show me to the abise, out of the light, with their songs of hatred, malice, and rage, through their music i hear my voice, a voice that will join others, when time comes, i will be ready to fall with wings as black as coal, let me see not with clouded eyes, but eyes unclouded, let me see by blackrose
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC
death be my guide
writing writing always writing never stopping words flowing making sense going crazy words so many phrases how long writing words so many of them words that rhyme phrases that ring sentences that speak always writing never stopping how much more by blackrose Sept. 3, 2014
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Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 9:47 AM UTC
Author
i stand alone fish swarming around me curouse about my existence wondering about my light wind howling thunder booming waves wavering storm coming gods looking from heaven thunderous fury i cry flashing scales i show diamond fin swinging my light becomes darkness rage i feel water dark and angry sweeping everything away freedom i desire by blackrose date: Sept. 2-2014
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 1:09 PM UTC
changing form
Shallow shadows of darkness past. Feeble light shining a path. Weakened soul struggles to make way. Burning Ashes become dusted air. Faded tears like rain that soaks the Earth. Unanswered words becoming enraged cry's. Beckoning soul calling to the world. Freedom,seeking repayment for it's pain. Dec. 7,22 By Blackrose
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Dec 7, 2022
Dec 7, 2022 at 11:18 AM UTC
Enraged soul
Een zwarte roos van het is uit. En dan die traan die uit je oog spuit. Die traan van liefde en rust. We draaien om elkaar heen als ying and yang. Ik ben dapper en zij is bang. Een rode traan van liefde of van bloed. Die je hart bonzen doet.
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Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
BLACKROSE,
Een zwarte roos in het donker is zo eenzaam als ik alleen ben zonder you. En zonder jouw liefde om me heen. Ik mis je elke dag en nacht. Ik kan nu niet meer zonder je lach ik wacht en ik wacht tot op die dag dat je hier zal zijn bij mij tot in de nacht. Want mijn liefde voor voor jou gaat boven al mijn gedachten waar ik aan zat te denken en kan alleen nog maar aan jou liefde denken *** ik mijn liefde aan jou kan schenken want ik hou van jou ***
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Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 9:25 AM UTC
BLACKROSE 2,