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Frozen

Memories are eternally missed
Images of smiles that contained truth and love--
So unlike the condescending face that pierces through me,
Eyes armed with razorblades...

Though I crave what we used to have,
The past just mocks what I see now:
A thief, a whore, and a liar.

Your eyes hold a cold rigidity--
Gold that lost its warmth.
They used to comfort me like sunlight,
But now I find myself echoing winter,
Straight back into the frigidity of your eyes.

I'm frozen without that chain lightning,
That flash of light that bound us together as one.

But vanity has chained you into its inescapable grasp--
That's right, you're hopeless.
Just like me.

Shine brightly, snake, just like the stage-lights you so love.
Shine golden, serpent, just like the wealth of adoration you crave.
Shine forever, liar, 'cause you just can't be forgotten.
Shine straight through me, 'cause I was nothing to you after all.

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Note for Contest: Links to other poems

"Decay" : http://allpoetry.com/poem/5039345
"Transparency" : http://allpoetry.com/poem/4523767
"Declination" : http://allpoetry.com/poem/5137267
"The Victim" : http://allpoetry.com/poem/4906583

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Dedicated to someone whom I used to love-- no, I still love her. But I can't help the fact that my love and forgiveness is laced with hate and disgust.

So it's really...nothing at all. Just a negative. But she made me this way.

I tried to help her. I tried to forgive her...Over and over and over. But she just got too obsessed with herself...that golden-eyed goddess...or monster?

We were closer than anyone could ever be as friends without taking it to the next level. We were sisters, best friends...here I release my hateful and disgusted side. But I will soon write something else...something that shows how much I really miss how she used to be-- before vanity imprisoned her.

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  • lowercase prelude gold member
    December 18, 2008
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    A great write
    Well written emotions

  • LadyDementia gold member
    October 28, 2008

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    Wow a fantastic write! I love the line 'But now I find myself echoing winter,' found myself drawn back to that a couple of times Awesome poem, superbly penned

  • Lendaniel
    October 26, 2008

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    haha. die bitch die!
    ok...I'm done now.
    anywho!
    I love this poem. the last stanza the most.

    • Nienna Calmcacil
      October 26, 2008
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      Lol thank you. Yeah I must say I liked the last stanza, too. The first two lines of that stanza had been what inspired the rest of the poem, so....yeah.

  • Shiori-The-Creator
    October 9, 2008

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    Pretty cool~!

    Yet another great poem by you! *tosses confetti*
    Just ONE thing, though, and it's driving me insane.
    3rd stanza, 1st line - you forgot the "f" in "frigidity".
    Yes, I am the English Nazi. Rawr!
    But it is a very nice poem!


    • Nienna Calmcacil
      October 10, 2008
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      Lol.

      I meant to call it "rigidity". It's still a word But of course, frigidity would have worked just fine right there.

      You wanna meet the English Nazi?
      Just wait until you have Mrs. Whitely next year, if you get her.
      ...oh emm friggin jee. That's all I can say.

      But thank you, dear child! <3

  • Turning-To-Dust
    September 29, 2008

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    For some reason, this poem really got to me. I couldnt really relate, parts i could, but it just seemed so truthful (which im sure it is) and deep. Amazing write, and well done for your symbols, such as of the snake.
    x just smile :)


    • Nienna Calmcacil
      October 10, 2008
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      Thanks so much for your comment! <3 Yeah, this person...the snake just totally sums up everything she is... *laughs nervously* but yeah. Thanks again.

  • poetryality silver member
    September 20, 2008

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    There is a thread-like line that separates love and hate. Sometimes it crosses over to both sides and even stands on the line between the two. Your poem is intense and makes me feel fortunante to have been in love for 37 years and married to the same man for 35 years. Very well written. I hope your love returns with all these sentiments intact. Sometimes we do get beside ourselves. Sooner or later she may see the error of her ways towards you. Time is the great tell all!


    Much Love ♥

    Renee
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