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Salvation Blade
Contributed by
Reaver
on
Saturday, 1st December 2007 @ 05:07:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I wouldn't scrape you off the floor.
The cold tile, deep brown. The color of feces, the color of your eyes.
You are not moving, not breathing, sinking into void oblivion.
The paranoia, feather light .
The paranoia sharp as razor steel against a newborn throat.
The final release.
I am free from the beautiful monster that held me without touching me.
Posessed me without wanting me
I am leaving the blade I name Salvation deep inside of you.
My perfect penetration.
Copyright ©
Reaver
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2007-12-01 17:07:55] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Salvation Blade
(User Rating: 1 ) by Odyssey on
Saturday, 1st December 2007 @ 11:23:28 PM AEST (User
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wow..i love the way u used ur words...but what were u actually referring to in the poem? My guess is that u wanna leave ur salvation behind..it possess u without touching u...plz update me...and read some of my stuff too...cheers |
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