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The mother of my Love

Your raging boredom
Chews on your sanity like a pitiless disease
Hawk eyes dug deep into your head
Seek the entrance of your cavern
For your next victim you believe could entertain your sick and twisted mind
Pondering your prey, toying with it
Slipping venom into their hearts as there watering eyes slip away
Cradling them, lavishing them as they stare at your wormy face

As you run your scaly claws along their back
It glistens with blood
Their tears boost your ego you divulge
Your toys mind is being bruised with your insane games
Games with so many twists
It makes your toy simply
Give in to it
Give up to you
And as you feel your prey slowly crumbling to the floor
As you see their eyes glass over
The shrill cackle of a used whore shatters the cool night breath of the angels above

You have been made merciless by your boredom
Lazy hands are the devils play things
But you have been slaved into a devils play ground
And you, a self inflected whore
Made an innocent girl wither and shrivel to a shell
A shell god won’t even acknowledge as his child
You have damned this once sweet, sweet girl
She will crisp in the belly of hells depths
As you walk the earth picking through your next victims
As if you were a savage beast raving for food, foaming at the lips, and crazed in the head
Crazed in the head you shall always forever be
Known to me, to be the one who damned me

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  • musiccraze2009
    May 16, 2009

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    very haunting poem! I'm not sure its fair to blame ex's but I do not know the details of your story so I'm not really judging. Thank you for your entry and good luck!


    • Ginger Woods
      May 23, 2009
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      what do you mean by "to blame ex's" sorry I didn't quite understand it.


  • ladyhelenaofsorrows
    February 18, 2009

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    There is a twisted loveliness to this, great write! Strong imagery, and in it's freeform state, the piece is wonderfully fluid. Thanks for entering, I'm adding you to the finalists.
    -Lena

    • Ginger Woods
      February 18, 2009
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      I'm very glad you liked it, thank you for adding me to the finalists


  • AnaelCathetelEcanus silver member
    February 16, 2009
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    WOW! This is truly an outstanding tale. Very vivid and every piece so clearly felt.

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