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bed of roses

Contributed by crystalnebulina on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 11:04:54 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



from out of the turquoise sea
in the season of spring

it was then i first seen the Dark Pirate in his
long black cape
he glanced my way
i was oh so mesmerized
i could have never of guessed the heartache he would he would bring

on a crescent moonlight night
out by the ocean's shore
he was there
turned around...his eyes of onyx and a granite face
he handed me a blood red rose

on his cruel lips he wore a smile
a smile i should have never adored

words he whispered in my ear, of his love for me so true
said he'd give me all the love i needed
and take away all my loneliness
he'd always be there for me

and all the while i quickly fell under his spell
under his spell oh how quickly i fell

then darkness surrounded me like a cloak
then next morn' when i awoke...on a bed of roses
blood red roses that were everywhere
but my love was not to be found anywhere

all he left for me were these blood red roses
their sickly sweet perfume permeating the room

in the menacing silence i felt my heart begin to break and cry "if only i knew"
"if only i knew."




Copyright © crystalnebulina ... [ 2004-04-29 23:04:54]
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Re: bed of roses (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 11:15:35 PM AEST
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very well written.


Re: bed of roses (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 05:20:25 AM AEST
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Very nice :) and he was a fool hehehe
Pandora


Re: bed of roses (User Rating: 1 )
by UrShadoW on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 12:57:37 PM AEST
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great poem! I can relate to it because my poems are basically about the same situation.




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