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Till Death Do Us Part
Contributed by
Ripper_Something_Unusual
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Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 11:45:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
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She was hanging off his arm for the third day in a row,
Her beauty faded after the second bruise,
The third hole in the skin,
What was he becoming,
A monster,
A fool,
A nightmare,
She looked so tempting,
Like candy filled with razorblades,
To get rid of her was becoming harder every day,
The dark lines showed it,
As his living death set back in,
She called him over for another time,
To him she is the fairest rose,
And her thorns dig deep within the flesh...
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Re: Till Death Do Us Part
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by pixie on
Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 11:49:31 AM AEST
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very powerful write
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Re: Till Death Do Us Part
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by carmen_queasy on
Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 11:57:09 AM AEST
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| That was intense. |
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Re: Till Death Do Us Part
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by 01_zanzebar on
Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 12:07:35 PM AEST
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another macbre poem from thy ripper, nicely set out, but i always complain about your length (lol) anyways, it hit right at me, clever workings with similies, if i was german i'd say, Es LieBe Ist!
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Re: Till Death Do Us Part
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by lostinmyself on
Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 12:24:52 PM AEST
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Wow, that is really good!
I never ould have guessed it was about drug addiction though.
Brilliant.
I especially like the last two lines.
A great poem.
Phil |
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