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Girl Dressed In Flame
written by maledeth11:00 AM 12/19/04I commend her life!
As relevant as the sun rises to my eyes.
Whilst she swoons in apparent spirit, I contemplate eternity to faint away with the infinite.
Depression has me at sake. Strangling me to follow on to watch my eclipse and give in to fate!
Her eyes glare in distant remains.
She wears an ebony veil, splendour-dressed in red flame.
I extend my fingers to grasp onto she.
But I cannot touch her...I am inhuman disease.
"I am the soul of the purest delight."
Take me away to paradise, my ruby red paphian sight.
"I will not in respect."
Then is my soul inept?!
Fuck!!!!
I swoon to dismal graves away.
As I held out for she, In futile recognition.
So damn mysterious, I could not dwell on vision,
Where awaited my reprisal.
Of my cursed mortality, My wasted nightmare.
That I labeled Vivacity! |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
I am tired as fuck but can't sleep and I just had an inspiration from some music...I wrote idiocy!
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