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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Rose Chronicles
[time] => 2005-04-28 16:28:12
[hometext] => I combined three poems i had written cuz they all seemed to go together and this is my end result. please comment
[bodytext] => Like a zombie she walks the deathly garden of blood stained roses The vines wrapped round the trellis's in mysterious poses. She looks into the tear drop pond in the center of the labyrinth of roses. The ghost of her past lover is standing over her shoulder as she adds to the sorrowful pond wishing all pain to be gone. Three little words escape her blood tainted lips. "I love you." Puts them under a trance of love. She is the Queen of all insanity. Love that drives you to the grave. Love that in time you'l want to trade. The fierceness in her eyes The power of her lies and deception so deep Her love shall defy you and leave you so weak. Daggers slicing into the hearts of young lovers The warm blood stains all that was good The rose's thorns pierce the skin digging deep into an old wound The rose wraps it's vine's tightly around the lovers' hearts binding them together forever in love and in hate driving them to the brink of madness "Curse of love Hear me out!" Singing to the sun Thinking of what she's done Crying tears of blood that slide down her face leaving no trace of bliss Looking through a dark tunnel Gazing past the glass on the mirror In her eyes is a vision of the perpetual road that lays ahead Never ending, like the pathway to the center of a rose Glossy blackness, the velvety darkness swallowing up the hope that once seemed enough to carry her through the day Now she rides on the dusty love from her past lover She knows she can no longer have it So she silently cries, gazing into the depths of the overflooding pond and she still can see the reflection of her long gone lover His hand on her shoulder as he slowly fades in the darkness She longs to hold on to him, but reality catches her as she falls from her fantasy and she realizes that holding onto the past is something she no longer can do The call of a raven severs the sky All stillness is broken and she cries her last cry The dawn has broken and she fades away quickly and swiftly Her petals drifting onto the ground quietly, without so much as a sound ~Kortnie~ [comments] => 4 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 13 [informant] => justme03 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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