Embracing the Light of Malady Aflame

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    sickcycle

    sickcycle Well-Known Member

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    Her soul is set free; adrift like a snowflake in a season of death.
    From her past she ascends, in the wake of acrid remarks and scars
    Grasping what it is to be unbound, she awakes and draws new breath
    When bones splinter inside a broken home, you trade fear for joyful tears

    Whispers spread across the frigid air, from the lips of a devil to her ear
    Icy fingers clutch her heart, but soon shall be melted in the coming season
    Standing on the grave of old, she smiles as the future beckons, and she adheres
    Darkness will fall, for evil plays, but her light shall pierce with wicked persuasion

    Her tongue was cut upon macabre tales and tribulations, but in the past they wither
    Her feet dance with grace over the empty chasm of my heart, filling it with rhythm
    Pendulous the abounding mercy and love of heaven hangs, and it seems to be for her
    Sickness sinks to the bottom of her glass; her lips breathe life into my hearts requiem

    A cryptic mind lay beyond eyes of splendor, entangling even the strongest of heroes
    The blissful thought of her in which I bask, is irony’s hand, for pain is what I derive
    For an irrevocable decree invites a bitter cold deliverance, to which she doth go
    To the ones that know her well, their heart, their mind, their souls are no more alive
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    I havent posted inawile, but i thought hey why not, see what you guys still think of my stuff...it was written about my girfriend whom I havent seen in a month because she is in boot camp, so i have this and a more love like poem to give to her when she gets out.
     
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    Seinfeld

    Seinfeld We are the nobodies LPA Super Member

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    Wow...I like it a lot...

    "Grasping what it is to be unbound, she awakes and draws new breath
    When bones splinter inside a broken home, you trade fear for joyful tears"

    You really caught my attention with that...
     
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    sickcycle

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    thanks man, i am suren she will like it
     

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