She plays her violin at night,
With slowly fading candle light.
Playing in the family cemetery,
Not knowing she should be wary.
"Music soothes a tormented soul,"
But not the tormentor, the ghoul.
The tormentor was behind her right shoulder,
If only someone would have told her.
The tormented and tormentors are different,
A tormentor, to torment, is hell-bent.
The next day they found only her violin,
The tormentor had snatched a soul, again
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Have i told you, that you are a great poet, with so much potential. I wish i would have known you before but i just joined this site not to long ago. I really enjoy reading your poetry. I also like how you told the story without losing track of what it was about, because people have a tendency to do that with semi-long poems, but you did it perfectly. I enjoyed it very much. Thank you
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Excellent choice. I like the way you used subtle rhyming it really works for this painting you chose. Anything else would have not really fit... I did enjoy this... one thing though... I didn't think it was necessary to overuse the word torment. Maybe a thesaurus is needed?
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Wow! This poem is extremely deep and vivid with imagery. You did an excellent job with this. I found this poem rather astounding. Keep up the excellent work and best wishes to you in the contest.
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