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Jumping to conclusions is what he did best
Always out to cause perpetual fear and unrest
He didn’t know as much as he thought
Figments of his imagination his driving force

Lashing out time and time again
These scenes were a great deal more violent when
fueled with some type of drug or alcohol
Beating her with loaded guns and thrusting them
into her mouth

Inflicting physical and mental injury that would
resonate a life time
A rainbow of bruises emerged each time, for all to see
of purple, black, yellow, red and blue, at times tinted
A grayish green

When silent infliction is what he most desired
he chose to use a knife instead of his fists
A blade could be stealthy and he liked that notion
especially when acting out the slicing motion
He was aroused at the sight of her blood flowing from
the wounds freshly created

Her flesh now engraved with all his rage, the bruises
faded the scars became the landscape of her flesh
making her wish she’d cease to exist

He spaced out his pulsation as to always have a story,
of how he came to her rescue and then reveled in all the glory [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 75 [informant] => drogedarain [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Landscape Of Her Flesh

Landscape Of Her Flesh
Date: Wednesday, 2nd May 2012 @ 01:42:24 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: drogedarain

Landscape Of Her Flesh
Jumping to conclusions is what he did best
Always out to cause perpetual fear and unrest
He didn’t know as much as he thought
Figments of his imagination his driving force

Lashing out time and time again
These scenes were a great deal more violent when
fueled with some type of drug or alcohol
Beating her with loaded guns and thrusting them
into her mouth

Inflicting physical and mental injury that would
resonate a life time
A rainbow of bruises emerged each time, for all to see
of purple, black, yellow, red and blue, at times tinted
A grayish green

When silent infliction is what he most desired
he chose to use a knife instead of his fists
A blade could be stealthy and he liked that notion
especially when acting out the slicing motion
He was aroused at the sight of her blood flowing from
the wounds freshly created

Her flesh now engraved with all his rage, the bruises
faded the scars became the landscape of her flesh
making her wish she’d cease to exist

He spaced out his pulsation as to always have a story,
of how he came to her rescue and then reveled in all the glory

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