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"This is the End"

Poetry By: RaisinGirl
Poetry



oooohhh, I had fun with this...trippy perspective...and this poem takes on all different directions, however, I hope it takes you to the soul of the theme....just read it, please, and feel it, if u are able...


Submitted:Nov 12, 2008    Reads: 195    Comments: 7    Likes: 2   


today was the day it all became decayed...

all the love that is up above has been outplayed...

then to my surprise, I held open my eyes, laid upon the line...

with a good grip, and a bit of a trip, and a small sip of wine...

***

I drank the poison, only to receive a harsh slap in the face,

from the one true person I once held close to my heart, who has left without a trace,

who holds no name, yet plays well the game, but bears the shameless,

cold, still, and unmistakenly quiet, we all live underneath the uninvited caress...

***

I am melting the metal...

prettiness is gone...

twisted beauty...

***

fires burning the sadness,

gross and sensless,

wasted away into oblivion,

go grab hold of the highest opinion...

***

grief insulting your madness...

***

poor little rich girl,

is rambling in her peach swirl...

***

a pool of filth she will become...

***

and to all the voices in the crowd,

some say she disintegrates the doubt...

***

but we know we all contributed...

to her disappearing act...

so we now take a bow...

and nevermore,

nevermore,

will there be justice...

for the end is crowding the only pure feel of...

any ounce of solace...

***

this is the end...

we are no more,

nevermore...





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