portrait of a shamed girl
Her ravenous tresses And amethyst dresses Dipped in the night The light never blesses Left and infected Neglect I detected Kept her morose And damn unaffected Her eyes shining fire Each iris a pyre The only part of her You’ll ever desire Her heart is not broken But sadly unspoken And violently silenced By hopeless emotions Deplored and detested For she was molested Each night profusely For being large breasted Love never helped her Nor offered her shelter She chose to be frozen So nothing could melt her It wasn’t her doing her fault or her choosing that pain was the drug she kept on abusing
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rosschandler
i write a very dark, metaphoric and literarily techincal style of poetry. i do not like poetry that is prose. i have written since 15.....i believe in grand topics such as death, love, god, cosmos.....i believe my poetry is rhythmic and lyrical and...
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