As they all watch the strings on my puppet, the strings of my life.
As they all watch him, shackled and chained, stabbed and burnt, dead but still dying inside.
As they all listen to his plea, his dying prayer.
Quam Sancta
Quam Serena
As they all watch him bow, his body looks motionless.
And in awry they will still cheer,
Because this is my Theatre of Pain
Author notes
-_- the title came from a montley Crue album. The poem itself had to do with a video I watched on youtube and the lyrics to Elfin Lied.
Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam,
Et lingua eius loquetur indicium.Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem,
Quoniqm cum probates fuerit accipient coronam vitae.Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison O quam sancta, quam serena,
quam benigma, quam amoena
O castitatis lilium
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crap woman, that was intense. i loved it. lots of imagery. excellent write. i really like this dark twisted picture created by the torture and pain inflicted.
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wow i liked it its COOL!!!
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wow this is a lovely write.hehe...i picture a diclonius holding up a man with her vectors and him crying for mercy.and other diclonius as the audience.but that might just be the nerd in me and the fact that i love elfen lied.oh it is so wonderful though.good job and keep it up.
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This poem makes you think. It is very well written well done.
Emily x
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this si demented...i like it
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Sent chills to my heart and shivers down my spine. You have a wonderful knack for involving your readers emtions when you write. Brilliant!
~Anne
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Wow. This is stunning work. Its like a kind of evil pinochio kind of thing. I imagine the audience more than the actual 'puppet' in this poem. I imagine them all getting endless entertainment from his pain. Really good imagery and really, well done!
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Oooooo this is good. I liked this. It has a "feel" to it that is kind of creepy like. It's cool. I like it.
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