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He spoke venom.
By Dei
Depressive phrases fall. Laying adjacent to ear.
Haunting voices call. Concepts too severe to hear.
Harrowing howls wrapping me in chilling smothered fashion.
Causing fragile skeleton breaks. And I lay. Limply. In inevitable concession.
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Copyright 2013 Nefarious
Published on Monday, February 4, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
This is a work in progress. Much as this fire progressively scorches the log to cinder. So is this pregression to ash. in other words, Pointless.Comments on "He spoke venom."
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On Wednesday, February 27, 2013, BetaWolfinVA
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wrote:
beautiful loved this...
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A former member wrote:
That's Was Pretty Cool Astra..
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A former member wrote:
This is great the way it is in my opinion but can't wait to see the rest of it! Nicely done!
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On Tuesday, February 5, 2013, dwells
(4285) wrote:
Giving-in and giving up are two concepts: one a temporary state, and the other permanent. Sounds here like you have made that progression, keep fighting lady!
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A former member wrote:
I liked the way the words flowed I think though it would be nice to be longer I felt like it was to describe part of a story how someone would feel when one spoke to them in such a venomous way
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On Tuesday, February 5, 2013, PoetessDarkly
(700) wrote:
wow I look forwards to seeing the rest of this!
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A former member wrote:
I like its flow... looking forward to seeing its progression...
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