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THE SILENCE...
By Zhee
Coveting for this hush to lie
Slashed on the razor’s edge,
Mangled, purged of the chaos,
Mute in this garroting pledge.
Willing shards to incise, slit raw
Chained flesh of rotting pretence,
Bleeding in the recesses of this frigid mind
Escaping – the silence…
Longing for the scrying glass
To shatter inside my head,
Splinter, pierce the somber veil
Covering the core that bled.
Tears fall in aching drops
Pounding on each fragile sense,
Flowing down these fractured dominions
Escaping – the silence…
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Copyright 2004 Zheala
Published on Tuesday, September 7, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Friday, October 8, 2004, Angst Queen
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wrote:
ouch is all i can say to this...i'm bad at commenting and i'm sorry...i do love your work though
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A former member wrote:
I'm reminded of Stephen King's "GREEN MILE" w/this write. The character John Coffee is who I'm thinking of, because of the movie w/ Tom Hanks. John Coffee says something about pieces of glass inside his head. OUCH! Wonderful work.
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On Wednesday, September 8, 2004, Anth
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the last two verses i loved,eceptional work again
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