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The Dying Orchestra. (8 12
Contributed by
_myonlyone_
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Sunday, 8th May 2005 @ 09:31:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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The broken melodies Smash within her mind The shards of reflection Reveal all her lies. The lies that she lied into truth for herself. She lives this nightmare for no one else.
Her mirror screams All she's feared to be true She stands without tears; All this in lieu Of the orchestra screaming broken melodies (life) into the remnants of the empty mind.
Torn clothes form the landscape of the floor; The white furrows of ribs Leer at her in the last reflection. Rage builds inside its tiny host,
Which becomes a whirlwind of bones (far sharp) and flesh (too dull) and tangled hair, always, always in the way, and bulging eyes, too big for their sockets, and the blood seeps slowly and the tears drip slowly, and the scream of the forever frustrated Reverberates throughout the house.
And thin personalities with perfect features drip from the pages of her angry, shredded magazines, and the glass of the mirror is crushed with a furor As she simply stands and stares.
Maybe it's Maybelline.
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Re: The Dying Orchestra. (8 12
(User Rating: 1 ) by Petznick on
Sunday, 8th May 2005 @ 11:16:05 PM AEST (User
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at first i thought this poem was heading in a few directions. but i read it again and realized that was probably due to the fact that it's 12:15am. second time through the message was loud and clear with many insightful images and a strong closing line. really nice work
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