April 10, 2010
The soft lullaby fills the silence
Pulling you gently closer to the edge
Pay no attention to the warnings up ahead

You breathe in the sweet smell of death
And take your final step
You smile while being torn limb from limb

Your soul in Death's icy grip
So sweet
So sweet...

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sleeplessdreamer said...
Aug. 7, 2010 at 11:40 pm

You like to talk about death, don't you??? I mean, I'm not trying to get into you personally, I've just noticed that as a trend in your writing... Kinda decided to stalk you... well, just your work I mean. 

Anyway, your poetry far exceeds your fiction. I think it's because poetry doesn't have to have a story. It can be just a string of words creating an emotion, and you do that lovely here in this piece. This is very well done. I loved it. Very disturbing (but in a good way :))&nb... (more »)

Belle ;) said...
May 20, 2010 at 6:53 pm

i love it :)

it's so haunting in an awesome way....

Love_Lindsay said...
May 7, 2010 at 5:07 pm
I really like it, the end is especially 'chilling' so to speak. :)
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