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Enshrouded innocence
Muddled in misfortune
Flaws outline your morbid complexion
Dependent in your decadence
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve

When do the pigs squeal..?

I visualize your torture
Bittersweet
Dreams that desire separation
Anxious to get away
In chains encounter butchery

Break away
Break the chains
I hear the pig squeal..
In distant fog
Crazed butchers rave

Fragments of her arrangement lay
Twitching in puddles of red
Icy metal recalls livid reflections
A glare behind the rust
Various pieces of agony are strewn
Amidst wreckage flesh twists
I wished only for your fingers to be cut from the fist
So that your filthy palm would slip from my wrist

Here you lay in ruin
And your inards seem to moan
Lung tissue spasms on the floor
Struggling for one last breath
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve.
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(W)HOR(E)MO(A)NES

Contributed by wretched_reflections on Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 10:14:13 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Enshrouded innocence
Muddled in misfortune
Flaws outline your morbid complexion
Dependent in your decadence
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve

When do the pigs squeal..?

I visualize your torture
Bittersweet
Dreams that desire separation
Anxious to get away
In chains encounter butchery

Break away
Break the chains
I hear the pig squeal..
In distant fog
Crazed butchers rave

Fragments of her arrangement lay
Twitching in puddles of red
Icy metal recalls livid reflections
A glare behind the rust
Various pieces of agony are strewn
Amidst wreckage flesh twists
I wished only for your fingers to be cut from the fist
So that your filthy palm would slip from my wrist

Here you lay in ruin
And your inards seem to moan
Lung tissue spasms on the floor
Struggling for one last breath
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve.

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Re: (W)HOR(E)MO(A)NES (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 01:22:24 PM AEST
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Yes dark is a good word, yet......is it for ones self, or another?
Just curious
Things happen to some to make them surpass in the dark vast ruins, of......well I dont know exact words, for I am not judgemental
Good post
I hope the dark, becomes light and passes for whomever

brew~

Re: (W)HOR(E)MO(A)NES (User Rating: 1 )
by Jen_unknown_to_myself on Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 02:44:31 PM AEST
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wow loved it.....thought the title doesnt match im sure there's a reason that u named this poem that......as someone already said the word dark is exactly right if there was any other word to describe this poem i would say black with a hint of blue............

Here you lay in ruin
And your inards seem to moan
Lung tissue spasms on the floor
Struggling for one last breath
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve

those lines made my skin crawl first poem every to make me do that and i loved it extremely good write........and please write more skin crawling writes i love them

unknown to myself
Jen

Re: (W)HOR(E)MO(A)NES (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 10:01:49 PM AEST
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Wow...just wow...That was awesome, the imagery was absolutely breathtaking.

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