Water is slowly rising
slipping into my lungs with every breath.
Dead blue eyes,
porcelain skin-
Imperfect perfection at it's best.
My mind is slowly slipping,
but I've finally figured it out.
You don't care.
So why should I?
Author notes
Picture - http://www.deviantart.com/print/1204567/
"Displaced" by `larafairie
And the title is the quote.
Danneh<3
A contest entry
- Blow Me! by SuicidalLover.
600 points, ended May 2, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Be harsh, be specific.
Comments
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Wow. Haunting, and chilling. a Great write
Best of luck
Sock -
Ooo... Angry and dark. Damn! I like it! Thanks so much for entering. Means alot!
~Kystal Angel
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i really like how this poem flowed. great poem!
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