Your lips are so cold, my love
Speak to me once more
Before to death you depart
Life's blood spilling on the floor.
Tick tick tick
Tick tick tick
Wrath fills my eyes
Bloodlust for your murderer
Time stands still
As your blood pools farther.
Tick tick tick
Tick tick tick
The cold steel bites my palms
As I raise the knife from the ground
The black wind roars before me
The Angel's trumpet does sound.
Tick tick tick
Tick tick tick
Your eyes roll sightless open, my love
And my crystalline tears fall
My throat is bared to follow you
And after you I slowly crawl.
Tick tick tick
Tick tick tick
Tock.
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Written May 9th, 2005
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i read your poem this time....it was awesome
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lovely poem. simply beautliful. it reminded me a bit of poe's little story...and i'm a fan of his.
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Well I didn't expect such a dark write from you!!! Mwahahah I love this piece. Nice use of the clock and I thought of it like a countdown to an event, which in this case was a deathly one...i don't know if thats a word, probably not but oh well.
Now "crystalline tears" is something I have never heard before but I found it to be really cool like this other line I read the other night. Neat stuff, I'm impressed lol.
-Chained Fury -
Ticking clocks and ceilng fans can mesmerize and hypnotize
But neither has the power, to dry an injured poets eyes
Your pain is revealed and shared, in your fine poem.
Regards Rose,
and thanks for your kind comments.
- phattkat -
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I loved this. Reminded me of something. Such a strong portrayal of love in this piece. It is definitely quite touching. You have such a talent for these kind of things. Lovely write dear.
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Oh Skye! I know where your thoughts lie. I know what you must feel everyday you see the foul piece of trash who did this. I would give all of my happiness if I could relieve you of such pain. Though the sting of death can only be soothed by Christ. You go ahead, no matter what the world says. Cry, mourn, cherish your memories. Some of him will always live through you. And though I can never replace him I will do what I can for you. I love you, dear.
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good job! i love it!
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