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Love a table lamp?

Darkness reaches up, to the devils touch,
Though the curves blending to the form.
Individuality: In black marble, taking shape.
Naked back, facing loneliness in disaster,
Can She? Hold out that heart; it craves to beat.

A contest entry

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  • PerfectImperfection
    June 21, 2008
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    A pained sort of piece composed in sullen glide. Some contests call for brevity. Good write!


  • jasminerose
    June 21, 2008

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    A very creative piece you have shared. Strong in its emotions. So much sadness of longing and need!
    Thank you for entering this wonderful poem in my contest!!
    Linda