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The Devil's jaws
By Starshine
When she least expect it
the darkness is there
and the floor speaks to her
She crawls into the corner
concludes
with eyes of ice
as if it would calm the storm of sadness
The pain tears her skin
with hard
sharp claws
Cracks her cheek
with tears of cutting force
It hurts, she notes
but silences the scream
and her damaged
bleeding soul whispers
softly...
"No response in all cases
when breathing deficiencies
No one can see the fire was extinguished
and the heart is not able to do more"
And she whispers to the floor
to the bleeding soul
to the sadness
the darkness
the pain...
"You will never get me"
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Copyright 2011 Starshine
Published on Thursday, June 9, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, February 8, 2012, Devilish
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wrote:
Hmmmmmmm.. Tasty words from an obvioulsly natural poet...
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A former member wrote:
speak of the devil... or to.... She will never get me; I liked the bleak imagery, that last paragraph was very emotive, very dolorous, but the will, thy will shall not be broken :) the words at the end.... I like the no surrender of this despite the despair throughout... first line, *expects* cheers! thanks.
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