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friend
By diavolessa
Friends are dreams,
purple crushed dreams
of beautiful love stories.
Friends are crystal,
sharp and tingly;
ready to kill your soul.
It is the love of a non-human
hallucinating, replicating.
The love of a beautiful soldier
lost in the arms of battle.
It’s a pure white kitten
drenched in blood,
deflowered by human arrogance,
protected by the holy gorgon,
stoned and cursed.
killed and kissed.
It is the love of a monster,
the ones that slice the night;
cure the whores
and
damn the virgins.
Their bloody red kisses
heal and protect
leaving permanent marks
on permanent scars.
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Copyright 2004 diavolessa
Published on Saturday, November 27, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
Such imagery leaves me enthralled and slack-jawed. Nice work.
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On Friday, March 4, 2005, Jaded Jezzabelle
(328)
wrote:
I LIKE THE WAY THIS WASHES OVER ME ......VERY DISCRIPTIVE.....PAINTS A PERFECT PICTURE..
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On Thursday, February 3, 2005, Gideon Lost
(137) wrote:
Again, I am awed by your work. Good language. "-the ones that slice the night, and cure the whores" and "holy gorgon" are ingenious. Great, great write.
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A former member wrote:
awesome write
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