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Her love in death
By wandering druid
Contemplating
Imagining the part of life
As thin as the edge of the knife
I lay to my skins
Ah,
The sound of parting flesh
Serenading my shattered soul
Distracting my mind
From a greater pains
A frequent ritual
For removing stains
Crimson lines
Traced like traffic lanes
Filled with power
Like Nordic runes
Every drop that hits the floor
Tells me it will be okay
If I just relax and
Let…
My…mind…
Fade…
(Floating in the fathomless deep
On the edge of a final sleep
Exhaustion’s tendrils creep
About me…
Enwrap me…
In rapture sweet…)
And then your face…
Out of a place
I had forgotten
Filled with grace
Divine darkness
Pushed away the light
At the end of the tunnel
And you kissed me…
Told me…
I awoke
In a daze
Amazed that I still lived
Your love saved me
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Copyright 2005 onelastbreath
Published on Monday, April 25, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Her love in death"
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A former member wrote:
wow i love this one... i can relate... awesome peice :)
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A former member wrote:
That sounds like soemthing I would write, but better. It's liek what I have been trying to put into words but couldn't. Absolute lovely poem.
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On Thursday, June 9, 2005, Serenity
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wrote:
Powerful and awesome. Very nice write :)
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On Thursday, April 28, 2005, Dysphoria
(88) wrote:
very nice, powerfull...I like it a lot -justina
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On Tuesday, April 26, 2005, island warrior
(210) wrote:
Impressive write.
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