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D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation

Contributed by FleurdeSang on Thursday, 29th June 2006 @ 12:15:33 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry



Flesh gracefully parted like a whore’s limbs
Impregnated with guilt the shade of dead roses
Memories exploding like Hiroshima from my
~ Wrists tastefully tattered ~



Swelling



Like a destitute heart that injected too much adoration
In its dusty veins



Dark red and luscious
Warm and delightfully thick




Wine of my body / b i t t e r declaration /


I’m still living.




Hope is just another word for destruction



G
N
I
R
A
O
S




Too high { ****** up on saccharine lies }
Crashing down like 9/11




And I could say I told you so
As you lay shattered on the floors of reality
Splattered angel of illusion
Masochistic little mirror




But you have already foreseen your downfall




Since the first day of slumber
In your mother’s womb of thorns.














| The blood flows for the last time… |






Copyright © FleurdeSang ... [ 2006-06-29 12:15:33]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Kimberlynn on Thursday, 29th June 2006 @ 01:59:39 PM AEST
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Thats really good...Sad, but full of depth. Please tell me you didn't do that to yourself though.


Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Nazmythian on Thursday, 29th June 2006 @ 09:37:37 PM AEST
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I love the the image of the mirror that forsees it's down fall. Your creativity always shines through the words and subjects of your writes. You must know though, that I wholly disagree with the hope sentiment. * Uber Squeezies Stephy *

Nazzy ~


Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 30th June 2006 @ 04:02:06 AM AEST
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Well tailored in structure, to suit your thoughts and line of expression.
This piece is built on a strong foundation of bold convictions.
You have a way with metaphors that extend beyond their purpose.
Imagery burns to the readers mind like pyrography.

"Too high { ****** up on saccharine lies }"

Powerful.

I'm loving it.


Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Faust on Thursday, 13th July 2006 @ 10:26:51 PM AEST
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Very well penned. It's a shame that the last part was edited out.

Eternally Punished,
Faust


Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Lilbabe on Thursday, 3rd August 2006 @ 08:30:28 PM AEST
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wow...that was deep. i seriously like that. maybe one of the best poems i've read in awhile.


Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Drapes on Wednesday, 6th September 2006 @ 02:26:49 PM AEST
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Wow.

I loved the word choice and especially the format!

GREAT JOB!


Re: D.i.v.i.n.e Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Lee on Monday, 2nd June 2008 @ 06:43:53 AM AEST
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Sad. Wings. of Destiny:

Good form. chasing off boundaries.
good stuff




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