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Innocence Evanescent
Contributed by
somnium
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Tuesday, 16th May 2006 @ 04:08:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Diggin deep Inside your being I know there's truth in there somewhere Beneath the sin
Bloody knife Septic needle Broken hymen
Innocence Evanescent
They push You into the things you say And every act for another day To put of Grace in an offhand way
Shivering child Hearbroken Mother Father lost
Innocence Evanescent
They cull your type In thousands every day You trust their lies and what they say Pentagle marks
Coldness lies Anger risen Demons awake
Innocence Evanescent
So sleep again To wake on the morrow To private apocolypse To you: Same old, same old
Die in sleep Wake undead Illusive stranger
Innocence Evanescent
Fake ID In you every hair And inch of skin you created Blood strokes your thigh
Punctured virgin Sweetest Rape Coldest Pavement
Innocence Evanescent
Loose yourself In hardest opiates It's all that's left As you grace the driving seat
Red lights Wall aproaching Crash, Burn
Innocence Evanescent
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somnium
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2006-05-16 16:08:22] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Innocence Evanescent
(User Rating: 1 ) by ever1der on
Tuesday, 16th May 2006 @ 05:36:15 PM AEST (User
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| kind of unusual, and a bit sad I think. |
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Re: Innocence Evanescent
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 16th May 2006 @ 08:30:34 PM AEST (User
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Approaching this very tentatively, indeed. I like the first verse very much, and the second is powerful in its harshness, and commands attention, but this entire poem could have benefited from:
A: specifying a protagonist
B:Building the theme around that protagonist.
As it stands, much of the impact is lost due to ambiguety, and this type of poetry cannot afford to be ambigous.
The third stanza definitely needs some adjusting with reference to the last two lines. The seventh is very good, although I think these : To wake on the morrow to private apocalypse-to you
or
To wake on the morrow, to private apocalypse, to you
Would have been better alternatives.
You're welcome,
black. |
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