The twist off cap is sitting
laying abandoned off of the poison bottle.
Drips of death steaming into the marble.
" It's time to end it "
Tears flow freely,
the bottle represents
spirits drowning in spirits
angelic souls being tortured
for the trouble they didn't cause...
Yesterday's paper sits soaking
up the red that is now pooling around
- passion laced envy is what took...
the courage to swallow the pain.
" It's time to begin it."
Confused malice...
smashing fists with concrete,
crying...
Climb into the cob webbed
corpse,
with mascara and blood
pouring down her eyes.
Driving down the road,
screaming the suicide note.
That no one will hear.
Angry that She's still alive,
driving wild
at 95...
Bottle in hand,
twist cap off
flying through the air.
Her eyes blood shot with rage.
Rag doll dance,
down the stairs
twisted naked...
wide open blue eyes.
Chest collapsed
ha, got even, brat.
Cyanide demon child.
Off the twisted cap,
placed upon ruby lips.
Swallowing the bitter choking taste.
Cyanide cocktail.
Chosen poison.
Author notes
Distracted while writing this.
it isn't as great as it could be.
Deal with it
Written September 28th, 2006
What did you think
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ooh!
this was a pretty dark write... but i liked it! your wording was incredible! love it love it love it! keep writing kays!
AWESOME!
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The flow of this piece was a bit slow to begin with, but it picked up, and went smoothly.
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wow this was wow
I loved how everything was to my imagination
lovely write dark but lovely
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I don't really have much to say about this one. It is intense and emotional, dreadfully suicidal. Word choice is good. Trying to catch up on your writes.
Andy -
ahhhh such an interesting, mindful, hearty write!!!
the words are tops!!!
Rag doll dance,
down the stairs
twisted naked...
wide open blue eyes.
Chest collapsed
ha, got even, brat.
Cyanide demon child.
Off the twisted cap,
placed upon ruby lips.
Swallowing the bitter choking taste.
Cyanide cocktail.
Chosen poison.
this is mature and stately =)
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you sound like you were very sad while you wrote this poem very good though i liked it
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great write sadly i think i will be in schenectady till i die
love the papa -
oh wow. Sounds as dark as some of mine. I love it hun. but I want to know the inspiration for it.. and i'm sorry if i was a distraction while you were writing.. love you
Kitten -
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*hump* *fuck* *sticks tongue in a naughty place* lolol
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i agree with darker lyn, this is really fantastic. the beginning seemed a tad slow, but otherwise i really really like it. fabulous job.
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freaking amazing
wow. that was fantastic. it took my breath away. i have not read anythign so wounderful in a long time. it is so original. your structure adn your word choice. it is beautiful. brought me to tears. the pictures you pain are sad but painted with skill. i love this poem. never stop writing
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