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Thursday, September 9, 2004


Poetry
DEADLY NECTAR

Tears of blood descend a flushed face,
Carelessly landing on satin sheets,
Confused with what humans call emotion,
She buries her face in pillows,
As she continues to weep,
Whimpers slowly become uncontrollable sobs,
Trying hard against herself to ease up,
But the task is impossible,
Her face still lost between endless material,
Her cries cease to exist,
As a gurgling sound is heard,
Followed by absolute silence,
She was oblivious that the sweet nectar,
That once gave her life,
Has now caused her death,
If only she hadn't opened up,
If only feelings were still unknown to her,
If only...

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