Devasted by the desolution
of your human frame.
Weeping tears of horror
that shall never fall
ever.openly onto these
silken threads
which line my face.
Swollen lids and a heavy mind
with a past....regale tales which recall
only you,
which honoured
only you.
Still again
this small chance
of seeing only you,taken
shelfishly hoarded by evil and her masses
Pus filled maggots
sweating out of her sallow face.
I wish she was lying down
stiff,pale and cold,
in your place instead.
Perhaps..
one day soon,
godwilling.
What say you, Pastor Boy?
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haha nice. thanks for the entry
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Thank-you - I hope that it suitably moved you.
Jane
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amazing
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amazing
"Weeping tears of horror
that shall never fall
ever"
i like this part...
maybe you should join this group called
"the power of darkness"
http://allpoetry.com/group/show/the%20power%20of%20darkness -
wowzers a nicely written feeling. i feel like this today, i feel i should be doing something to help around ap..,
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Thanks for you reply.Its great you took the time out to read my stuff.
Jane
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powerful
A strike out at someone. a mass of pus. wow. I do believe in controlled anger. Splendid job.
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lash
definately a lash out.My mother in her infinate wisdom kept my grans illness and later death to her self.So I had no chance to say goodbye...guess I am "slightly" hurt.
Jane
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