Little drops of rain washing the tears away,
So tell me please, how does it feel to be you?
Will I see you again on a brighter day?
Sunny days masquerade in a mourning hue,
And you smile when everyone else does not,
So tell me please, how does it feel to be you?
How do the willow trees become so distraught?
It happens because you danced upon the dead,
And you smile when everyone else does not.
Things shatter due to the screaming in your head –
The last thing I heard in the house of mirrors –
It happens because you danced upon the dead.
Fresh drops of water for a few salty tears:
The last thing I saw before your mind shattered –
The last thing I heard in the house of mirrors.
A flag flies at half-mast, bleak, burned and tattered;
The last thing I saw before your mind shattered –
Little drops of rain washing the tears away...
Will I see you again on a brighter day?
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A Terzanelle
Written September 26th, 2006
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Diabolical Beauty
Always a master of form. My god these kids are in for something now that you have a new place to pollute. Warping the young ones is always so fun.
I like the Terzanelle, you've shown me a lot of forms I've never heard of before. Then again I am horribly lame.
Lovely content and a fnatastic ending to pull it together. Defenitely a great write Demiurge. -
Interesting Rhyme scheme. I love it.
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my tears are wit u
wow..this is deep.and sad. makes me feel distant and alone. this is so welly spoken and out of my mind visual..i mean i can visulize almost everything youve written...im glad i took time out so that i could veiw this. my tears are with you...tess.
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