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Monster [blackened, dry, wasted]
By kiss of the dark
You feed upon the dark, red
rainbows of my cuts;
Your celebrated feast of flesh
and broken teeth.
You cast your shadowed apparitions
into my stone face;
The black origin of a raped happiness.
MONSTER.
Your rich, salted, sinister tears
fall onto my hands, leaving ivory
mildew on my jagged nails;
Your string of emulation pearls.
Blackened, dry, wasted...
I am persecuted and hung in
my heavy, grey nightmares;...
Terrors of carved, rotting clouds.
Paper dresses soaked in blood.
Sodomy under the Christmas tree.
And with this mental cyst,
attached to my bitten wrists...
...I am declared your self-righteous cadaver.
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© 2006 kiss of the dark
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On Sunday, March 15, 2009, CjPsychotic
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wrote:
all I can possibly say is: grotesquely gorgeous
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A former member wrote:
"rotting clouds"... to me here I see the horror of such a grizzly nightmare, probably a personal experience?
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On Friday, July 7, 2006, BroKen-GlaSSHeArT
(69) wrote:
wow, this leaves me with a sense of disdpair and sadness, good job!!!
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A former member wrote:
very depressing *lays head on floor* you smashed all the sense i made about this world into a million pieces. good poem...
~allie, the darkest rose
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