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Fine Day To Die
written by maledeth10:01 AM 1/8/05Clouds may claw upon my affirmation.
Today is beautiful, rain tears down upon me.
Impaled by odd elegance of spiritual nations.
Winds grew heavy with the stoppage of beat.
My heart is silent. No more unrest for thee,
I not need a bitter answer to a question of why.
All I know is today is a fine day to die.
Flash!
I can touch all the blinding moments with a grazing of tips!
I remember all the deter you had fed me with your eyes!
I sought to scurry on about it, once you left me for this,
Your lust of life and my fascination for the dead. My love for the dead!
In my dreams, reality leaves and the rain comes again to fill my darkened sheathe.
Knowing this, I hold my hands wide open. This I know is death.
The shuttering of scolding ages, the oblivion of adolescent shadow.
The coming of the great pernicious. What a lovely day to die!
The dark archaic forest, I have sought for it,
Path by path by bloody stone, where lies my anima and the misery of woe.
Away goes the hold, and I am free from the mortal.
As thy tears fall upon my head so high....I fall, I let go, I give in to demise.
A red moon is my nape.
The sigil sits still as foundation of heart.
The tears flow deep in me as sinew. Berate.
My soul is angelic hellfire with a wish to impart.
The rain is accursed with the beauty it offered to me.
Why, oh why, was it my wish to look down upon seeing.
Cruelty easily fret with the coming of cry.
Vicious left me. What a fine day to die. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Not my title, but the poem is mine. Hope you like it..and understand it...and yeah!
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| » Comments / Feedback | by teenagedeathgirl (1-31-2005 - 12:46 AM)
| I seriously enjoyed this poem, good job. |
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