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Post by StoriesThatNeverWere on Jan 6, 2009 20:31:34 GMT -5
Let Forth The Dawn
Suicidal sunsets, They always lie. A show of false humor; Mouths turn dry.
Try, try again. Skin sweats amber. Corral the tide And mock surrender.
Embellish destitute. Whip the flock blind. They cry too With fingers entwined.
Over-sated medicine, We take ours now. Stabbing our throats, We swallow our vows.
In the fossil of peace You do not speak. Distill our memory! We are asinine freaks.
Like the little orphan Who plays with her doll, You love us briefly Then not at all.
Hapless in your wake, Tender when you sleep. Sew our open scars, Or leave our lives reaped.
But what is a King Who’s slaughtered each pawn? Straighten your crown! Let forth the dawn.
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Post by Lady Idril on Jan 25, 2009 1:29:24 GMT -5
Fantastic, dear! This is very intense and strong and passionate.. I love it. (:
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Post by Dreamer on Feb 17, 2009 5:12:12 GMT -5
W-ow, Song! This is well... I hate to repeat other people but it's just what Idril said! It's intense, strong and passionate! And beautiful. Secretly though... what's it about? Haha, I have my own interpretation but I somehow doubt it's what you had in mind. Still, very beautiful piece.
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