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Demons Night
written by lone_guitarist10:36 PM 12/25/04The angels wings have covered me,
his arms wrapped around me tight.
I don't want this, just let me be,
I struggle against him, I struggle to fight.
I try to breathe, I try to speak,
but his hands are at my neck.
My knees, they buckle, I'm getting weak,
my mind is spinning in a mental wreck.
The demons in me, they writhe and scream,
my fire burning with more hate.
He wants this to be his everlasting dream,
but my anger rises against him to debate.
He never loosened his grip, never blinked an eye,
never felt the blade on his skin.
Tonight is the night for this angel to die,
tonight is the night for his life to end.
After one cut there came many more,
blood covered every part of the room.
This angels dead body fell to the floor,
ending his dreams of being bride and groom.
He is now dead, with no wings for flight,
Because tonight is my night, the Demons Night. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Written for my ex, who I gave plenty of chances to realize what he did wrong. He said he'd change...pfft..yeah..ok
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| » Comments / Feedback | by unpure_substance (12-25-2004 - 10:38 PM)
by blackwingedangeloffate (12-26-2004 - 12:42 AM)
| lol. its all the same with love. u think u find it but u dont. |
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