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Quoth the Killer
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The Darkness Must Go "Fear not," quoth the killer
his sweatstained lover bound tight to
the cupboard handles
"For every wound i inflict upon you, i
shall inflict an equal wound upon myself. We
shall suffer horribly. We shall suffer
together."
The floor was bathed in life tears and
please of the hopeless for mercy because
all and hope had slipped ashamed out the back
door off the porch when no one was paying attention
Knife flashed in hallogen light gleam
he cut the left rope that bound her
he slashed a terrible ribbon across his chest
he severed the right rope that held her tight
he laid open his wrists so that Death could enter
"Now you broken live and i
in tatters die; we have both suffered this
life long. We'll always suffer it
together."
Hey, this is really good! It's got an Edgar Allan Poe vibe. (Just in case, that was a compliment, I WORSHIP Edgar Allan Poe, lol!) It's in a sense morbid, which is never bad! Haha! Well thanks for giving me a good poem to read today!
this is so wonderfully dark and morbid... you have the ability to make darkness beautiful. those are always my favorite ones. this is definitely not "terrible..."
well,,well,well, very nicly done. i liek it alot. adn it's not a terrible poem it's beautiful by nature and i love it. i don't knwo the words to describe it. i can relate to it that's for sure. keep writing.
stephen,this is a terrible poem but its very good!i wrote one the other day that was terrible too,but i believe its my favorite,"concentration camp"keep writing!ilove your art!ttyl ~*Guinevere*~