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[aid] => mick
[title] => Flicker my pillar of the night
[time] => 2005-06-21 23:09:39
[hometext] => My question to all of you; when I mention candles throughout the poem to you continue to imagine them as being red coloured?
[bodytext] => My tears spell your name Scarlet drippings lead the way Candle drippings, wet and hot To a faith never known You My shining pillar, leaving me all alone How this darkness scares me It's depths It's breath crawling, little spiders on the nape of my neck The bones broken and scattered And ashes blown away. My little grey snowflakes Forever shunned by the perfect Creation in cremation, death's building blocks Down the city tumbles Rubble left smoldering The flames of your deep dark eyes enchanting, reflecting Don't show me the ugly of my soul My pillar, my angel Just a flicker in the wind. The candle burns out The turning stair case My confusion The snow Cold, bitter Touches from lips long dead Bared teeth, skin rotted away Exposed kernels of corn Feeding the country Feeding the cancer Grow, seek out, kill Betray the unknowing bodies Make them brittle Hear them rattle? The candles of your hearts Waxen sticks clicking together Vile flames bite down Gnawing away at the life that makes us The souls that sustain us Those that we consume and damn Burn it up, Flames of the Eyes Damn them all! Damn me..I beg of you Flicker brightly Burn me away [comments] => 1 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 13 [informant] => destiny [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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