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Array ( [sid] => 18667 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Tainted Lace [time] => 2003-06-06 12:35:00 [hometext] => The mortal sin of innocence... [bodytext] => My poor child,
Look what they’ve done to you,
My injured sweet...
Look how I’ve found you...
Your innocence has washed away,
Trickling through your angel’s hair...
Set free by that searing blade,
Twisting across your skin so fair...
My tears are yours...
But you’ve gone so pale...
My love is ours...
Please... Let me share my blood with you....
How far gone are you?
Can you hear me, my love?
My sweet....
My lost innocence...
The crimson slipping down your cheek....
Why must it end like this...?
You’re falling away...
If only I could take your place...
If it was my blood, that stained this lace...
This is a sin of the world...
A mortal crime... damn the cold...
Look what they’ve done to you,
Look how I’ve found you....

What was it you wanted...?

Let me fall...
The world has become such a dark place,
When a child’s only escape, is in this way...
When it’s in their own blood they’ll lay....
And the only life lies within the crimson which paints their face.... their soul...
Life stained eyes, bleed, scream....
Woe... woe....
w o e ....
The story cries, painted,
Stained across the sweet,
Sweet, tainted lace.... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 269 [topic] => 36 [informant] => ravenblack_phoenix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Tainted Lace

Contributed by ravenblack_phoenix on Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 12:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



My poor child,
Look what they’ve done to you,
My injured sweet...
Look how I’ve found you...
Your innocence has washed away,
Trickling through your angel’s hair...
Set free by that searing blade,
Twisting across your skin so fair...
My tears are yours...
But you’ve gone so pale...
My love is ours...
Please... Let me share my blood with you....
How far gone are you?
Can you hear me, my love?
My sweet....
My lost innocence...
The crimson slipping down your cheek....
Why must it end like this...?
You’re falling away...
If only I could take your place...
If it was my blood, that stained this lace...
This is a sin of the world...
A mortal crime... damn the cold...
Look what they’ve done to you,
Look how I’ve found you....

What was it you wanted...?

Let me fall...
The world has become such a dark place,
When a child’s only escape, is in this way...
When it’s in their own blood they’ll lay....
And the only life lies within the crimson which paints their face.... their soul...
Life stained eyes, bleed, scream....
Woe... woe....
w o e ....
The story cries, painted,
Stained across the sweet,
Sweet, tainted lace....




Copyright © ravenblack_phoenix ... [ 2003-06-06 12:35:00]
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Re: Tainted Lace (User Rating: 1 )
by Saira on Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 03:19:48 PM AEST
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an another lovely write. Good work!


Re: Tainted Lace (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 03:33:36 PM AEST
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very moving a very good write
Shari


Re: Tainted Lace (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 05:14:36 PM AEST
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wow...amazing...i don't know what to say...


Re: Tainted Lace (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Saturday, 13th September 2003 @ 11:24:02 PM AEST
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Plays out like a scene from a movie :) Excellent!!!




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