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You waited until I bowed my head
Oblivious as you unveiled a mouth of razor-sharp glory
I picture you with sunken eyes
Wrist dampened bandages
As I speak my throat falls to my stomach
As I speak my mouth is lodged with a relic of this embodiment
You look different from below
Gape at you through shattered eyes
The sight of a million angels has rendered me immaterial
And the smell of April dusk has burned away your sweet stale perfumes
The rotting remnants of your flesh I've kept too dear underneath blackened fingernails
With these bolts in my back I'm unhygienic and polluted with love
Molded of filth and hardened to a statue of agony
Placed hung wrist as your public spectacle
An admonished reminder to those who stake their heart for the game of love
Meaninglessly ripped away
As I weep into an evasive blackness my silence becomes my only reward
The thickening crust of blood and tears in my throat becomes the only solace
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Eulogy of Bodily Disdain
Date: Thursday, 1st May 2003 @ 01:05:00 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Mosier
A face of incandescence and a paper doll-smile
You waited until I bowed my head
Oblivious as you unveiled a mouth of razor-sharp glory
I picture you with sunken eyes
Wrist dampened bandages
As I speak my throat falls to my stomach
As I speak my mouth is lodged with a relic of this embodiment
You look different from below
Gape at you through shattered eyes
The sight of a million angels has rendered me immaterial
And the smell of April dusk has burned away your sweet stale perfumes
The rotting remnants of your flesh I've kept too dear underneath blackened fingernails
With these bolts in my back I'm unhygienic and polluted with love
Molded of filth and hardened to a statue of agony
Placed hung wrist as your public spectacle
An admonished reminder to those who stake their heart for the game of love
Meaninglessly ripped away
As I weep into an evasive blackness my silence becomes my only reward
The thickening crust of blood and tears in my throat becomes the only solace
I gave the light from my eyes with a hand on your face ..

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