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Array ( [sid] => 177090 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Lifesaver [time] => 2013-11-01 20:25:07 [hometext] => Shaking off the rust. Hi ypdc :) Good to be home [bodytext] => An angry boy once heard the trumpet blow of a lonely girl
Something inside his black soul stirred, and his apathy began to unfurl
He knew at once she must be protected,
This kind of concern was usually rejected

"Like hell I need your help!" she said
But this wise boy just shook his head
He cut out his heart and bled on the page
It flew out like a bird, freed from its cage

Despite herself, she had to get closer to him to inspect
Like a tether to sanity, his words started to connect
They wrapped her up in protective layers that made it tough to breathe
A warm fluttering deep inside suddenly made her seethe

An overwhelming feeling of kinship and love was hers to seize
But the fear of more rejection made her cold heart freeze
She lashed out with words, as if the simple act could make him dead
"My words, like my existence, mean nothing", was all that he said. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 358 [topic] => 24 [informant] => hauntedscorp [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
Lifesaver

Contributed by hauntedscorp on Friday, 1st November 2013 @ 08:25:07 PM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered



An angry boy once heard the trumpet blow of a lonely girl
Something inside his black soul stirred, and his apathy began to unfurl
He knew at once she must be protected,
This kind of concern was usually rejected

"Like hell I need your help!" she said
But this wise boy just shook his head
He cut out his heart and bled on the page
It flew out like a bird, freed from its cage

Despite herself, she had to get closer to him to inspect
Like a tether to sanity, his words started to connect
They wrapped her up in protective layers that made it tough to breathe
A warm fluttering deep inside suddenly made her seethe

An overwhelming feeling of kinship and love was hers to seize
But the fear of more rejection made her cold heart freeze
She lashed out with words, as if the simple act could make him dead
"My words, like my existence, mean nothing", was all that he said.




Copyright © hauntedscorp ... [ 2013-11-01 20:25:07]
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Re: Lifesaver (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 2nd November 2013 @ 02:35:09 PM AEST
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*breathes in rust dust * :p Dammit!

I would like to see the love story continue. The way it is written it leaves the reader (well this reader) wanting more.

I am so glad to once again see the Scorpendous poetry of you on this site. I love the terms you invent, such as " Like a tether to sanity" & "He cut out his heart and bled on the page ". The poet with attitude is back!



Re: Lifesaver (User Rating: 1 )
by Breezy on Sunday, 3rd November 2013 @ 07:03:22 PM AEST
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ooooooo Scorpy. I SO relate. OH EM GEE!!! Do
I relate! I read through this; the momentum
building with an ever increasing vigour, enjoying
each word, each emotion with a very familiar
taste. And it tasted goooooood!!!!

Humans are a hopeless breed, are they not?

Your words, are a warm, welcoming fire.
Blazing with emotion, hot to the touch, but
oh so comforting. Glad to be reading you again.


~ B

^_^


Re: Lifesaver (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 10th May 2014 @ 01:23:47 PM AEST
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a talking heart, hmm.. not sure where the affair
landed, this poem however is well woven and
truly interesting to read, the end is like a cliff
hanger tho, i want more! lol,

hugs n' love nessa




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