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Joan of Arc
By Lethie
Blessed you hands lay open
Controlled your mind drug
threw dirt
Hurt your marked by dirty needles
Demons crawl
from open doors
Ripping at your walls
Twisted expression
of love
Rotten knots hold empty death
Black wings beat
to the music of hell
Hunted scripture sad from the mouth
Soaked in arsenic
Described as a kind burn
Fire grows
from the floor to suffocate
Screams echo off the blue sky
Your
hands bound by jackals
Judgments face bears a smile
Trickster named a fool
Armor so easily tarnished
Skin cracks from heat
Crowds howl for blood
Licking their
chops
Hungry beast begging for a bone
Lay a rose at her
feet
Ever open, Ever closed
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Copyright 2010 Lethie
Published on Tuesday, April 20, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
I always seem to come up with stuff when I have the emotional music in the background.Comments on "Joan of Arc"
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A former member wrote:
Twisted!! Dark and brilliant.
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A former member wrote:
this has good lines that paint a dark picture,
good job.
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On Tuesday, April 20, 2010, Ravenblade
(313)
wrote:
very nicely written, it held my attention which isn't an easy thing. Thank you for sharing.
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