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Tasteless

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A lady now; not a child but with this fact she sits there in fear at not knowing whether to go with her heart or her head. Clouds are dooming her soul as they thicken throughout the sky.

In an abysmal zone but yet still beautiful she sits so innocently in radiant cherry dress, of which hugs her figure in such a Divine way. She is surrounded in deceitfulness and learning that this world is a cunning cruel place.

Striving for what she believes in, yet clinging to her hopes and dreams; with morals diminishing... Educated, wealthy girl growing into adulthood..

{living a lie}

Scheming clouds roll forwards wanting to engulf her in misery... she sits there wondering whether she wants to be a part of that image.. Losing sight of herself ... was not what she ever wanted.. His stale breath still lingers in her hair and his soft touch still makes her quiver... with dread...

A tempering warning sets free above her; with a streak of lightening that summons in the sky..

Toleration of this life would shred her sanity.

Being in love and poor seems much more inviting..





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  • Sprite silver member
    November 16
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    I can see you have put yourself into this and relate to the image in some way. The tone is very consistent throughout the poem. Tell her to go with her head if it is throwing up warning flags! Personally, I am not fond of this style and sometimes found your choice of words (IE. dooming her soul) to be a bit melodramatic. Sorry...

    Good luck in the contest. ~


  • Peteskid gold member
    November 16
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    Toleration of this life would shred her sanity.

    Being in love and poor seems much more inviting..

    This reminds me of some opera themes too, the difficult choice of the gilded cage or the freedom to be...this is well done...PK


  • irishbtch
    November 3

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    Great

    I found this write very interesting. It's sad to know that people sometimes had to make the choice of unhappy and rich or happy and poor. My favorite part is line 10 to 13, great write!