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Post by Artemis on Aug 4, 2009 11:56:30 GMT -5
Step out into the mist but get caught in the fog, Leave the fire behind, the raging heat ~ Loosen the apron strings little by little Fend for yourself, be hard, be happy.
Coils of emotion lead the way suddenly. All that was created this power; The strength of lions shows itself Yet it crumbles a moment after.
The devil I knew better cringes, The one I know not entices. But it is this mind that is torn, Hurt kills this heart, but for everyone else.
Winds of change blow up a storm Shredding each heartbeat to ribbons. Guilt never tasted so bitter Swallowed whole and choking.
Still, the absent crystal ball shines, Leads the way to a different path. It will be trodden more carefully There will be no more monsters.
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Post by apocalypticjay on Aug 4, 2009 20:01:43 GMT -5
This mad me at TPS as it does here, you're a great person and a great friend Ker, I hope you know that and the world will try to beat you down but you gotta fight back! A deep and moving write which hurts me to read, the metaphors and imagery are very strong making this another amazing write! Exalt
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Post by Max on Aug 5, 2009 1:13:48 GMT -5
Kerry you have a heart of pure and solid gold. As you don't like to see my painful writes, I don't like to see the pain in yours either, sweetheart. The imagery of your heartbeats in ribbons is so potent to me, the anguish and inner torment are things that I am well acquainted with. Bless your sweet little heart for the last line of this poem... I hope that all of your monsters leave you.
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Post by Artemis on Aug 5, 2009 6:42:33 GMT -5
Thank you to two of my best friends here. I treasure your words and I AM a survivor, I have to write to rid myself of demons and I'm just going through one of those periods where they are clutching at my ankles. I will be ok, thank you for your love and friendship. Ker xxxxxxxx
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Post by polonius on Aug 5, 2009 6:47:22 GMT -5
A world without monsters would leave heroic chappies like me with little employment.
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