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Ruthless

August 19, 2010
By Anonymous

I miss you in your dreamlike air,
your sandstone voice,
your silverleaf hair.
I miss you in your whirlwind face,
your iceberg eyes,
your illicit grace.
I miss you in your unworthy tears,
your bloodstained smiles,
your paranoid fears.
I miss you in your dominant breath,
your poisoned remarks,
the threats of your death.
I miss you in your ravaging way,
your ruthless untruths,
your love for a day.


The author's comments:
I meant for this poem to progress the way the relationship did, from trivial to painful.

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on Aug. 24 2010 at 11:11 pm
J-blotting-ink SILVER, Kalamazoo, Michigan
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thanks! i'm sorta ruining my anonymity here, but oh well.

on Aug. 24 2010 at 3:00 pm
chrisbriones GOLD, Anaheim, California
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Favorite Quote:
"I believe nothing can be justly and completely explained by words."

Your author's note was not necessary the least bit. That's how well you did.

Keep writing.


friend-less said...
on Aug. 23 2010 at 10:51 pm
friend-less, Natick, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

i really like the title. i'm just confused as to why the narrator misses threats of death...

on Aug. 23 2010 at 8:00 pm
maggiebar1 GOLD, Valparaiso, Indiana
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some good stuff. haha i really loved it.

on Aug. 23 2010 at 6:51 pm
Marlyre PLATINUM, Kalamazoo, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"when you cry, do you waste your tears?" Madonna

totally know who you're talking about... good stuff J!

on Aug. 23 2010 at 4:32 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

This poem was written very well. The descriptions are wonderfully unexpected, and it is so interesting the way that they changed from the beginning to the end of the poem.