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Array ( [sid] => 56628 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Till Death Do Us Part [time] => 2004-07-18 11:45:15 [hometext] => its a bit about relationships but its about something else too...comments please... [bodytext] => 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... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Ripper_Something_Unusual [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Till Death Do Us Part

Contributed by Ripper_Something_Unusual on Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 11:45:15 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

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...

Copyright © Ripper_Something_Unusual ... [ 2004-07-18 11:45:15]
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Re: Till Death Do Us Part (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 11:49:31 AM AEST
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very powerful write

pixie xx

Re: Till Death Do Us Part (User Rating: 1 )
by carmen_queasy on Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 11:57:09 AM AEST
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That was intense.

Re: Till Death Do Us Part (User Rating: 1 )
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 (User Rating: 1 )
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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