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Bitter Angel
By Invader Lyn
I forgot to tell about
the passionless core I've tried to hide
and I refuse to speak about
the mundane pointless that doesn't affect you.
I can't control
something that recoils from my touch
in disgust.
And I can't submit to
something I don't believe exists.
In Heaven I'm not deserving of wings
and for that I can't hear the morning bird sing.
In Hell I won't be shown any mercy
on Earth I am nothing but blame.
Now your fingernails on the chalkboard seem less scathing
and I don't really notice as you peel back my flesh
if I believe it doesn't hurt then I know it won't last
this purgatory of mediocrity is imminent
as well as permanent.
I am soulless in my own right
what I am is nothing you've seen
you can't feel me because I was never there
and I never will be.
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Copyright 2004 PurpleStellar
Published on Tuesday, June 29, 2004.
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On Sunday, January 17, 2016, midnights voice
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wrote:
You are ozone , a three element molecule that is unbalanced , a one in 10 million . Disbursed between heaven and earth . Unaffectionately going about your business of protecting earth . Clear , unseen , is your disguise but necessary for life .
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A former member wrote:
Your writes are always true to heart and evocative...this one really touched me, in particular. I am really glad you are back, dear. You are one to look forward to reading.
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On Tuesday, June 29, 2004, Mistress Morbid
(405) wrote:
This is one of those poems I would write and then blow it up a bit bigger and stick it on my wall, right where people could see just as they walk through the front door. Brilliant
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A former member wrote:
for very out spoken and lots of feeling, good write .ds
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A former member wrote:
I like this, good write. Definately.
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