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Post by Obsidiansong on Jul 17, 2013 1:27:35 GMT -6
Tonight purple dots become red. Tonight, I meet the mosquito to whom's bite I welcome,
encourage even. Will I succumb to insanity today? Tomorrow? Do I dare risk My health, my life for
the comforting metallic kiss? Of course I do! Flip it open, reach for the pipe full of garnet gold. Study the
crimson flow, originating from an opened vein. It disappears, and you walk beside globins and ghouls, until you're turn, uniting with the
waterfall Convulse in the wake of a blue and red panic, the corner of your mouth beginning to slip downward, anger proceeding. Offer your sweetest
smile Don't let your journey be ruined as you take a final plunge into the pool. The shrieking monitors stop. It is
at this moment that you're most at peace. Captivating your blood-stained float, your heart ablaze. Not with the usual hatred - but with love. Love of
the blade, that is. Finally, you sink into the choppy water, green orbs forever extinguished. A face achromatic with the beauty of death. Proceed to the
light for The Wraith's final kiss as you pass into the magic of Shangri La, forever enveloped in undying, undefinable utopia - the only one you've ever known.
I know this is really pretty dark. But it's also deeply personal. I love comments and critiques, but please.. just, be mindful that some of the depicted scars still exist.
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Post by Redfern on Jul 17, 2013 1:29:51 GMT -6
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Still incredibly deep and pretty. You have talent xD Of course I already knew that though. Yay!
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Post by Obsidiansong on Jul 18, 2013 17:39:26 GMT -6
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Still incredibly deep and pretty. You have talent xD Of course I already knew that though. Yay!
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Post by Snowflare on Jul 18, 2013 19:12:24 GMT -6
This poem sucks. c;
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Post by Obsidiansong on Jul 18, 2013 20:00:30 GMT -6
It's honestly not the best I've written. D;
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