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Ebony Soul

A vacant look covered her face,
she listened to invisible demons
whispering their twisted words in her mind.

She stood at the edge of the window,
not daring to breath,
the game continued inside her head where
quietly, belong the secrets of

her surrender.

A hollow shell where once, radiant
memories lived.  A delicate, crystal
rose that was

once perfection.

Where a kiss that existed before a
tragedy, with concrete boots stamps out

the fantasy.

That mirage, a whisper, now haunted,
filled with regret of a life left
unfulfilled.  That abyss of forsaken promises,

left bleeding in the dusk. 

Her ebony soul filled with the ashes of love,
a broken heart now filled with self hate.
Desiring the opposite of life, so much,
that no angel flying at the speed of light
could ever save.  She went beyond their help

forever.

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Written August 29th, 2006

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  • Forever-Damned
    December 17, 2006
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    This is absolutely amazing.. I love your title. Very well chosen! The words you have used to show how this girl feels is just mind blowing and how you put it together seels it so perfectly. Thankyou so much for entering! Goodluck!

    • Amythest Moonjade gold member
      December 17, 2006
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      Merry meet,
      wow! That was fast. lol I just submitted it. Thank you for your compliments. I'm glad that you liked it. I have to say that it is one of the dark ones that I really like. Thank you for your wish of luck, with the quality of talent this site has, I will need it.

      Amythest

  • Amythest Moonjade gold member
    September 6, 2006
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    Merry meet my Princess,
    Thank you for your applause and for reading my poem. I know that Pixieland keeps you busy and I am honored that you take the time to read my poetry.

    Amythest

  • Iohagh
    September 6, 2006
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    Darling AM

    Our wants do taunt
    and, well, sometimes haunt
    why cannot we maintain
    what everyone else gains.

    Yet, at night sometimes
    we see things sublime
    answering all our quieries
    though awakening becoming bleary.

    If I knew chemistry
    with Pixie Wiccan alchemy
    I'd mix a potion
    to ensure love's devotion.

    Smoosh

    Janet

  • Allure of a Rose
    September 1, 2006
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    Fuck yes. I love this poem, dear. Ver, very, nicely done. Great job.

    -Allura-

    What's love without a little poison?

  • ConvenientExcuses
    August 29, 2006
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    this is great! you used the words well. thanks for entering and good luck!
    *ConvenientExcuses*
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