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Untitled7

Contributed by weepingprophet on Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 02:55:02 AM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems



I watched your pores expand
The weight of your tears seeping in
The explosion of life
On that pale slate, sheltered from the weather
The storms that pass swiftly over you
Now you’re wiping the remains
The remembrance of grief
Fresh and new, all so suddenly stale
Like the cut on your wrist
You brush the lingering tear off your cheek
Your screaming veins, begging to bleed
Cursing you for abandonment
I condone your new found strength
I glorify the crucifix that changed you
The scars are identical and somehow different
The tears are the same and yet they flow deeper
Farther than ever before
They are the wings in which you take flight with
They enable you to release and condemn
They are the sight in your eyes
The reality is, the storms do not linger as the tear
They do not discriminate against the cursing wrist
They embrace the strength of release and condemnation
They give the wings a place to fly free
It is the storm that calms the unattained power
Of the blade under the flashlight
The holding of the breath as the skin separates
And leaves the slate identical to the crucifix
Yet somehow different
Not deep enough to take flight from condemnation




Copyright © weepingprophet ... [ 2005-02-12 02:55:02]
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by Bleeding_Nightmares on Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 10:39:14 AM AEST
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Full on and excellent write.




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