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Array ( [sid] => 29182 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => whispered slits on muted wrists [time] => 2003-12-11 20:45:45 [hometext] => [bodytext] => whispered slits
on muted wrists
bathed in scarlet peace
a destiny
battered by agony
left through self-hel(l)p release

years or just an endless hour
locked inside her ivory tower
watching life go on below, as if in a dream
waiting for the knight she needs
to whisk her away on his noble steed
but all knights just turn to daze of pain and regret, it seems

no hope renewed, no new bliss found
her broken heart mirrors the sound
of shattered looking glasses when the wrinkles appeared
and still no knight to break the chain
of lonely bedsheets, half-warm and stained
with the tiny beads of blood that have crept into her tears

too late the knowledge came to her
no knight would come to rescue her
a somber look appeared as the well of tears dried
a bitter symphony she played
her wrist a violin
it's bow, a razor blade
and now her tower rings forever with the echo of Suicide

her tower sings forever the last note of Suicide [comments] => 5 [counter] => 253 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
whispered slits on muted wrists

Contributed by Cancer on Thursday, 11th December 2003 @ 08:45:45 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



whispered slits
on muted wrists
bathed in scarlet peace
a destiny
battered by agony
left through self-hel(l)p release

years or just an endless hour
locked inside her ivory tower
watching life go on below, as if in a dream
waiting for the knight she needs
to whisk her away on his noble steed
but all knights just turn to daze of pain and regret, it seems

no hope renewed, no new bliss found
her broken heart mirrors the sound
of shattered looking glasses when the wrinkles appeared
and still no knight to break the chain
of lonely bedsheets, half-warm and stained
with the tiny beads of blood that have crept into her tears

too late the knowledge came to her
no knight would come to rescue her
a somber look appeared as the well of tears dried
a bitter symphony she played
her wrist a violin
it's bow, a razor blade
and now her tower rings forever with the echo of Suicide

her tower sings forever the last note of Suicide




Copyright © Cancer ... [ 2003-12-11 20:45:45]
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Re: whispered slits on muted wrists (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 11th December 2003 @ 08:55:47 PM AEST
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this was ***** brilliant... it left me in awe
but all knights just turn to daze of pain and regret, it seems
that line left me confused, but the rest oh man. I'll stop raving now...

Bobo (Joel)



Re: whispered slits on muted wrists (User Rating: 1 )
by CodyJ on Thursday, 11th December 2003 @ 09:06:16 PM AEST
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My oh my was that wonderful. Sort of an "Alice in Wonderland" with a Poe twist. Das guten.


Re: whispered slits on muted wrists (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Thursday, 11th December 2003 @ 11:22:48 PM AEST
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only another princess high in her tower would understand that all the knights just turn to daze of pain and regret......excellent heartwrenching futile write.........


Re: whispered slits on muted wrists (User Rating: 1 )
by Chanti on Friday, 12th December 2003 @ 12:25:31 AM AEST
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One of the most beautiful things ive ever read...


Re: whispered slits on muted wrists (User Rating: 1 )
by Jeff9Man on Saturday, 13th December 2003 @ 10:48:00 PM AEST
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I don't know what to say that hasn't already been said. this was amazing,

"a bitter symphony she played her wrist a violin it's bow a razor blade"

very powerful. thank you.




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