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[ A wound open with a dull blade, ]

A wound open with a dull blade,
a dry slice through the skin,
leaving nothing but moments
containing bitter tears.

Anger, longing, hate.
Morose thoughts of death and love
slowly pace the mind.

A love lost forever,
as a heart beats dry.
The mind's final thoughts,
and an end to tears.

Finally, death comes.
A flimsy dull blade
left in a pool of blood.

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so, bits of this sound kinda awkward to me, ive still got to work on it. maybe ill get around to that eventually...klol any sugestions for a title?

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  • z etoile
    March 26, 2008

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    well it was a very descriptive piece showing your emotions.
    How emotions sometimes take over your mind you did a good job showing it in this piece.


  • Mindfullsilence
    February 5, 2008

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    Pretty darn good

    I wrote a poem with the same ideas/subject in mind that you might be interested in. This is a good poem and flows well enough. I attempted to think of a suggestion for a title but after 10 seconds I gave up (ADHD). In actuality, the first line works pretty well. I enjoyed the read and look forward to seeing some more of your works. Keep it up.


  • michichoeret
    January 23, 2008

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    nice but

    loved the blood and flimsy dull blade image
    did not like the image of a dry heart beating and pacing thoughts of death. don't visualize thoughts as pacing. rather as jumping, dancing or swinning