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Blood on your hands
Contributed by
Nardo
on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:52:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Blood on your hands
never really clean.
Bathing yourself
in the glory of my Death
knowing I died by your words.
Your tounge,
the venomous snake
that danced with us
in the Garden of Sin,
stole the breath from my lungs.
Bury me,
as you wish,
for my grave shall be shallow,
shallow as your love was.
Son of Satan,
Brother of the Kill,
my blood leaves
a poisionous stain
a deadly mark upon your hands,
water in all it's purity
can not take from you
the deed you have done.
The history of my life
written on paper,
my Death,
blood on your hands.
Copyright ©
Nardo
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2005-01-07 11:52:13]
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Re: Blood on your hands
(User Rating: 1 )
by Kratur on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 04:44:59 PM AEST
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"And may huge drops of lead
Pour down upon your head
Until you are dead dead dead"
—Son of Sam
Yes, Nardo, do not be inhibited to explore the permanence of death. |
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Re: Blood on your hands
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by bonita2689 on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 07:02:04 PM AEST
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| This is very good. I like the adjectives you used and the rhyme scheme. Nice write! |
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