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by mistress belladonna 9 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 24 7:42 PM 2008. In Sad, Thoughts, Life, Love, Contemporary
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There's a pencil on the desk.
Turquoise and glittering, -
They say I'm damaged, that papa's insane.
But, I know it just isn't true. -
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Rose scented shackles,
enslaved the silken raven's wing. -
Grace dripped from the folds in her dress.
Her touch, a feast to me. -
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Keeping me toeing the line I'm at the edge of the abyss, ready to jump.
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Every Sunday they try to drag me to church. Vain attempts to stitch closed the gaps in my faith.
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Are you happy now? You left me alone, broken on the floor.
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If love is blind,
Why do we try for perfection? -
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A beautiful bird, with plumes of red and gold.
Burns to ashes once old. -
I want be your aunt.
I want spoil you with reasonless gifts.by mistress belladonna 14 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 14 2:09 PM 2006. In Personal -
She know the cliches, the often used words.
So written to death that their meanings are nothing. -
How could I forget when we said our goodbyes?
I said we’d stay in touch. -
Do you remember when we said our goodbyes?
You said we’d stay in touch. -
I'm drowning in my life
Won't someone pull me from the waves, -
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Now no more can love freely flow,
How could we fall so far below? -
The sky, nature's great masterpiece, is changing it's scene.
From sunset to dusk, mankind's evening dreamby mistress belladonna 13 lines, 4 comments, on Feb 8 8:38 AM 2006. In Nature -
Evening comes
Darkness descendsby mistress belladonna 10 lines, on Jan 17 9:24 AM 2006. In Nature -
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I see a girl with flaming hair,
seated upon a stone. -
If love is blind
Why do we try for perfection? -
Don't cry for me, though I am gone
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Tick-tock, tick-tock
Slowely the seconds pass the clock -
A swiriling vortex,
A dark, endless hall.by mistress belladonna 8 lines, on Nov 29 9:08 AM 2005. In Dark -
Butterfly, beautiful butterfly
Teach me to fly
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