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Decay of a Man.
Contributed by
keilantra
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Monday, 28th January 2008 @ 12:28:44 PM in AEST
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I de-thorned roses and gave them to you with hands that hoped –
for something in return, for pair to hold,
for anything, anything,
at all.
And I watched you as you gave her my bouquet,
watched you shake with fever as she ripped petal after petal away.
I stood witness to her pulling your layers apart
Until you were just the stem of a man.
I watched you wilt as she closed the curtains,
closed the doors,
closed you out.
And even as you decomposed,
as you laid down and gave up and spurned the sun,
you loved her.
And the scars on my palms were in vain.
You slipped through my fingers like ash
And they were empty –
Nothing,
Nothing at all.
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keilantra
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2008-01-28 12:28:44] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Decay of a Man.
(User Rating: 1 ) by little_genna on
Monday, 28th January 2008 @ 03:17:24 PM AEST (User
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this made me nearly cry... im watching my best friends girlfriend do this to him and it hurts so much because he hardly talks to me because i voiced my opinion about what she was doing.......
such a great write, just a shame it is a little close to home for me.. |
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Re: Decay of a Man.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spike on
Thursday, 31st January 2008 @ 10:42:48 PM AEST (User
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Kie, powerful, emotional, multilayered - the rose-image of man as spurned offering, shows a profound depth in your feelings as well as your poetry.
In admiration, and definitely not bypassing you on my next US sojourn,
S. |
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