Her spirit wanders through the graveyard
in weeping regret
searching for the sin
that absorbed her essence.
She walks in her grief
crying tears of desolation
begging for the answers
that could make her whole.
Living within
death's dark shadows
pain mirrored on her face
for she's confined to hell.
He life littered in stone
as she stands oblivious to her crime
desperately trying to remember
a time of peace.
When darkness closes in
her quest continues
for this living death
can be borne no longer.
Author notes
Picture Inspired
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g286/birdyank31/Victoria%20Frances/030-1.jpg
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A contest entry
- Fairytales and Make-believe by ShadedRequiem.
450 points, ended January 6, 2008, 9 entries
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Comments
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Just fairytales and make believe, doesn't feel that way to me, I feel the same way she does, I pray for a time when I can be whole again too... beautiful hun
Karen
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This is really pretty. I love the imagery. I love the story too. Awesome write. Merry Christmas.
Alyssa
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wow this is an amazing write taken from the picture and it really brings the story alive in my mind. well done and best of luck
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