Strap you in…
Lights
Drugs
Scalpel
Let’s begin
White gloves
Laughing gas…
Cut you out
Won’t make it fast…
Slicing flesh
Tarring you open
Alcohol sting
You say nope
And
I say yes
To chopping this up
Will we lose you?
Blood loss,
a cup
Sorry it didn’t work
You fade in and out…
It’s what love and needles
Are all about
My hand you do tug,
You shouldn’t have acted.
Now I pull the plug…
It was good while it lasted…
Author notes
what could i even say...
A contest entry
- [[.Courtesy of a Raven's Blood.]] by Soten-Jaganshi.
1600 points, ended October 17, 2008, 56 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Darkwrite Extravaganza Season II, Round I by Immortal Obscurity.
400 points, ended May 19, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
do get it?
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Please follow the rules of my contest.
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yes I agree I trifle morbid and I love it. life is like that sometimes ( well maybe more than sometimes hey)
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"Choping" should be "Chopping".
An interesting idea, though it seemed a little dirty-pretty-ish for my taste. I enjoyed most of it, but it lagged in places. Either way, thanks for entering, and good luck.
Laura -
wow.
thats so beautiful.
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hehe I like it
I love morbid poetry!
First off, in this my eyes were glued by the first four lines. I love the tittle and as well it's my favorite part.
It’s what love and needles
Are all about
I love how it just leads to that line. A very good job indeed! ^^ -
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thanks bunches, amazingly that was the last thing i thought up for it.lol
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That's really sad and kinda morbid. But I did like it!
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