.c.r.a.c.k.s. take over dew wet skin,
as memories of yesterday feast on the wounds.
nothing but [cold, weak] arms to keep her body together,
as her wings begin to vanish in the dark.
/silently\ begging for the pain to ease,
as a new crack begins to form.
the .ripping. and .tearing. of her skin fills her ears,
as she turns her head to escape the sound.
her innocence flees from her body,
and the angel inside her quickly flys away-
[leaving her breathless, torn up, and alone]
A contest entry
- Picture prompt by Lexie -.
450 points, ended September 2, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I like the emotions and images in this. I especially like the lines,
'as memories of yesterday feast on the wounds.'
'as she turns her head to escape the sound.
her innocence flees from her body,
and the angel inside her quickly flys away-'
Well done.
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Thanks.
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Aw you did an amazing job sissy. It's breath taking.
I love you lots.
Good luck in the contest
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Thanks.
<3
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This echcos of sexual assualt almost a little.
I wouldn't have known it was about such though had I not looked at the picture prompt.
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hm.. thanks?
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It just sounds like a lament of violation and assulted trust.
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okay.
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Great write for the picture!! Really sums up the feeling and emotion of it.. with a very sad write! It's terrible to feel that way.. I have before!
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thanks.
that is sad.
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This is sad to be so battered and torn that you feel like there is nothing more in this life to keep you going thanks for sharing I wish you much love goodluck in hte contest much love
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thanks. <3
i love yous.
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