Layed upon the marble plank
Body tired, cold, and faint
As the knife moves cross her skin
Like a parchment curling in
Her pale white skin in sliced in two
Parting to reveal the view
Her red heart pumping still alive
As it's cover is deprived
From neck to navel split in two
And on display there to view
Her beating heart left to the doom
Undernieth the waning moon
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Oh my gosh this is such an intense dark write from you. I got to hand it to ya Pixie I never realized firs toff you could write such a deep dark write and likeise I didn't kno you posted this LOL so sorry. anyw ays this is a really killer kick ass awesome dark poem and I really love the depth and the gruesom images one gets from this. any ways an incredible well penned write and hopefully all is well. keep up the good work
Tiger
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Thanks, Tiger. I'm glad you read it. Well, I did't really know I had the dark side in me either, I've tried it a few times in the past, but never really put it out there. It just comes sometimes when I'm going through a lot, and my soul gets rather black in fear and I just have to let it out somehow. I'm glad you liked it.
And as always, thank you for reading it and commenting.
Pixie
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pain comes in many disguises to include love. emotions bound our hearts and twist until it seems nothing is left of the soul. i feel your write.
DARK
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Thank you. I've been going through some pretty hard stuff lately. I just needed to verbalize what I was feeling like inside. It can be kind of scary, especially even when I was even dreaming about it. Writing it here relieved some of the pain. But thank you for reading and commenting. I'm always glad to get your input.
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just allow it to flow, then maybe DARKness will turn light once again, DARK.
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