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And hurls them in my face
So I relive each negative
And demeaning disgrace
With clarity, severity,
And overwhelming shame.
Day after day It does convey
Just who I have to blame.
I find no peace, my mind wont cease,
I’m constantly harassed;
My mind wallows within the throws
Of dredging up my past
So for support I find comfort
In Spirits so divine
And I believe in Their reprieve-
As warmth and bliss combine.
These Single Malts drown all my faults
I count them one by one
Watching each pass through a raised glass
My Aspersorium-
But mine contains Heavenly Flames
Which sear into my soul
I’ve come to Praise this intense blaze
Which makes me lose control.
It does submerge the morbid urge
To find a swift release
And be content with permanent
And everlasting peace.
But my meekness is a weakness-
A flaw which guarantees
A gilded hell where I can dwell
Toasting bad memories.

Yvonne Denise Springer
Copyright ©2005 Yvonne Denise Springer
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A Gilded Hell

Contributed by springchic1979 on Tuesday, 9th August 2005 @ 09:13:31 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse

My Conscience takes all my mistakes
And hurls them in my face
So I relive each negative
And demeaning disgrace
With clarity, severity,
And overwhelming shame.
Day after day It does convey
Just who I have to blame.
I find no peace, my mind wont cease,
I’m constantly harassed;
My mind wallows within the throws
Of dredging up my past
So for support I find comfort
In Spirits so divine
And I believe in Their reprieve-
As warmth and bliss combine.
These Single Malts drown all my faults
I count them one by one
Watching each pass through a raised glass
My Aspersorium-
But mine contains Heavenly Flames
Which sear into my soul
I’ve come to Praise this intense blaze
Which makes me lose control.
It does submerge the morbid urge
To find a swift release
And be content with permanent
And everlasting peace.
But my meekness is a weakness-
A flaw which guarantees
A gilded hell where I can dwell
Toasting bad memories.

Yvonne Denise Springer
Copyright ©2005 Yvonne Denise Springer

Copyright Â© springchic1979 ... [ 2005-08-09 09:13:31]
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Re: A Gilded Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by vibes2go on Tuesday, 9th August 2005 @ 11:24:16 AM AEST
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do you know that the negatives are absorbed the first time ..into our minds; but the positives it takes 5 times .. that's why affirmations are such a good thing? .. and why little things like telling ourselves we are stupid .. are realy such a bad thing ...
it sinks in quickly and we begin to believe it... our mind is such a ... wonder. OH nice write..

Re: A Gilded Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 9th August 2005 @ 12:52:27 PM AEST
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A touching poem about one so lost, in time all may come together, beautiful write hope
all works out for you, thanks for sharing . . .

Ben

Re: A Gilded Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by colinbaker62 on Wednesday, 10th August 2005 @ 04:15:05 AM AEST
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This is beautiful. It really sets bear one's inner feelings and thoughts. Wonderful

Colin

Re: A Gilded Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Wednesday, 10th August 2005 @ 06:34:38 AM AEST
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so sad and yet.........
Anyways well done on this

Re: A Gilded Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Thursday, 11th August 2005 @ 04:36:55 AM AEST
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awesome, well done

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