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The Captive
Contributed by
jesusofholland
on
Monday, 28th April 2008 @ 03:26:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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Air in the cell sits heavy
Of mold and deep despair
The captive broods and contemplates
His state of disrepair
For all the acts of violence
In which he's played a part
The captive runs repeatedly
Through mind and blackened heart
The sights which he's born witness
Would break a weaker man
The captive tries to wipe her blood
Off of his killer hands
Her scream it echoes loudly
And pierces deep his soul
The captive finally sheds a tear
For her life which he stole
A leather strap which cinches
A needle tears through skin
The captive begs for forgiveness
Then dies for his worst sin
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Re: The Captive
(User Rating: 1 )
by LoveStruck_Hippie on
Wednesday, 30th April 2008 @ 02:17:42 AM AEST
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I really enjoyed this piece. It is dark and almost seductive. Drawing you into the words and in turn wrapping you in the mind of the "Captive"
Very well done
Peace,
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