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Array ( [sid] => 76214 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Accident Scene [time] => 2004-12-17 14:53:41 [hometext] => Please comment on mine... and I'll comment on yours... [bodytext] => They found fibres on your hands, dear
That said you weren’t faithful towards the end
I was wondering if it was my friend
That you were seeing as you started to descend

The scene of the accident smelt like a ravine
The men in white and you in a black bag in-between-
A white glow that dethroned the decay
While all my anger was swept away by pain

Blue swirling lights hit covering trees
A crowd had gathered by the yellow tape beam
That defended them from you
God I wish you had defended us before you flew
Like a trapped bird that had ruffled away
I wish you could have talked to me and tried to stay

So now I sit on a green hill wondering why you sit still
Why you are in the grass, in the soil and amongst the past
Mingling with the photos and rubbing against the vast
All I have left is the fractured memory that’s been bypassed

By the thought of infidelity
It itches and scratches at me like acne
I don’t know who he was but they found his touch
Just knowing that our pureness has been tranquilised is too much
Now I can’t seem to believe
That we were the accident scene
[comments] => 5 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Rainydreams [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Accident Scene

Contributed by Rainydreams on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 02:53:41 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



They found fibres on your hands, dear
That said you weren’t faithful towards the end
I was wondering if it was my friend
That you were seeing as you started to descend

The scene of the accident smelt like a ravine
The men in white and you in a black bag in-between-
A white glow that dethroned the decay
While all my anger was swept away by pain

Blue swirling lights hit covering trees
A crowd had gathered by the yellow tape beam
That defended them from you
God I wish you had defended us before you flew
Like a trapped bird that had ruffled away
I wish you could have talked to me and tried to stay

So now I sit on a green hill wondering why you sit still
Why you are in the grass, in the soil and amongst the past
Mingling with the photos and rubbing against the vast
All I have left is the fractured memory that’s been bypassed

By the thought of infidelity
It itches and scratches at me like acne
I don’t know who he was but they found his touch
Just knowing that our pureness has been tranquilised is too much
Now I can’t seem to believe
That we were the accident scene




Copyright © Rainydreams ... [ 2004-12-17 14:53:41]
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Re: Accident Scene (User Rating: 1 )
by pyro_88 on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 02:59:28 PM AEST
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i like this poem. u did a great job writing it. keep em coming.


Re: Accident Scene (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 03:38:08 PM AEST
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maybe it should be in the story section..sounds kind of like a story


Re: Accident Scene (User Rating: 1 )
by Mangs on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 06:09:56 PM AEST
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very intense and painful....im not sure it does justice to your feelings...im not sure anything can....keep writing..

Umang.


Re: Accident Scene (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 07:37:41 PM AEST
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i lied this....it was interesting and different....good job.....great poem

Lots of Love
CrimsonTears


Re: Accident Scene (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 08:52:54 PM AEST
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excellent write. very creative and original.




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