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I am your slave.

Eyes this delicate need an outlet to speak through.
Incapable of tears, the sun hides and lets the clouds cry.
I drink its sweet rain, running red down my cheekbones.
Refined roses can't get enough water,
as I can't get enough of you.

This melody is lacking, a missing piece,
departed from my life like the light from my eyes.
The radiance still shines in yours, dazzling the clouds.
They've stopped crying, haven't you heard?
A glimpse of the sun was seen, but alas
Melancholy pleads for a moment more.

Towards me those beautiful eyes gaze
for that one seraphic moment in time.
My enticed heart leaps two beats, singing gloriously.

And then cold, do those eyes turn, a foreboding shade of hate.
Heart slashed, I don a mask of fake felicity
with a smile that holds teeth bleached morbid,
to conceal the torn entity underneath.

The clouds continue their downpour once more;
my white blouse drenched red,
my flushed face drained white.
Head tilted back to face the angry sky,
the wind screams malovence, my open mouth filling with poison.
Raindrops like bullets, piercing my skin, burning on contact.
You control the rain now.
I can see your face in the inflamed clouds. So Beautiful.
I don't mind the pain you give me. I crave your touch.
I drown in your smile of sin.


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S a m a n t h a M a r i e

Option 4
I love this poem because it reminds me that i'm stronger now, and what happened in my past no longer controls me. This poem is a reminder of my freedom.

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  • FLAWLESS!

    This was a tragically beautiful piece. Tremendous choreography of words! You are unquestionably a brilliant writer! From the first line all the way through the last I was so into it and couldn't take my eyes off of my computer monitor. LOL! I can't really give you much of a critique considering there's nothing that needs to be revised not even tweaked. Phenomenal poem!

  • There is a lot of meaning to this poem. Very inspirational, it reminds me of the relationship I have with my boyfriend, I will cater to his every need and sometimes I wonder why I get nothing back. But in the end I just smile, I don't mind going unnoticed, just as long as he's happy.
    I got a lot out of this piece. Brilliant write x


  • Poison Blood
    April 10
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    Very deep. Great job, I think this is perfect.

  • !

    painfully good.
    i like the raw emotion.
    its good. name/age in authors note remember!

  • VERY good.
    Geez.
    This was like, THE best extended metaphor I've ever seen in my life.
    And the last line was an amazing way to wrap it up.
    Great write(:
    Good Luck.


  • Emmyb gold member
    March 12

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    this is a powerful piece and very fitting to the contest. I like certain words which you have used through the poem to fit the theme - such as "face the angry sky", "your face in the inflamed clouds", "my colored face drained white" - the repetition of not only the word face, but the adjectives which surround it works really well. congrats on this piece. Emmy


  • Fr33BirdFaLLin
    February 20
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    oh my, that was one of the best things ive ever read on this site! seriously it was amazing!


  • Conner Gillette
    January 28

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    I love your voice and I love that you speak exactly how you feel, not afraid to hide your sadness. I also wanna ask you about who or what it's about. It is a beautiful poem my dear. I'm sorry you're in such pain. *kisses*


  • just sam
    January 25

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    Wow this is a very powerful piece.
    Raindrops like bullets, piercing my skin, burning on contact.
    You control the rain now.
    Great piece, very original wording. Perfect in everyway to me.


  • AboveApathy
    January 25

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    i love how you get like 10 times better with each poem you publish.
    i love watching you grow :]

  • hmmmmmm very good, very good indeed... but if you dont mind me asking who have you "Enslaved" yourself to?

    • Samantha Marie
      January 25
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      It's a metaphor
      and a long story.
      I'll type it out and send you a message later i don't feel like doing that now

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