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Quiet weeping stains the air,
Trembling hands run through her hair.
Silent snowfall to the ground,
Lost in the forest, never found.
Torn between two places,
Haunted by harlequin faces.
Crimson hatred stains the dirt,
Crying, mourning, feeling hurt.

His lifeless body in her hands,
She sets him down, breathes, then she stands.
Tears fall, mixed with the blood,
Feet standing in the frozen mud.
"I d-didn't mean to..." stammers she,
But no reponse from now-dead he.
Her hand clasps his, a kiss goodbye,
She never thought he'd be first to die.

"You're laid to rest, my only love..."
Her whisper like fluttering wings of a dove.
He lied to her, he cheated and stole,
But she took something more important- his soul.
The dagger sits between his ribs,
Chest unheaving, death unhid.
Her fingerprints stain the silver handle,
A story that she will never tell.

She killed him- took away his life,
Halted his heartbeat with that knife.
And now everyone is gonna see,
The truth about her, the truth about me.
©2006-2009 ~Shadds-art
:iconshadds-art:

Author's Comments

This was just a scribble in Science class.. I was done my work and listening to AFI's Love Like Winter... many times over, although I wanted it to rhyme... so here you go, another rhyming poem rather than my usual freevherse :D
It was originally this dream I had last night, I saw the girl and the guy's head, but I saw nothing else. There was a streak of blood from his mouth down his jaw and chin, dripped down his neck but I couldn't see anything more.. She was crying, so I assumed he'd been killed by someone and she was grieving... Then it zoomed out slowly, showing the dagger in his ribs, and as if on cue, she just stammered 'I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to...' and I instantly knew this was going to be an interesting dream... It would've been... had my alarm not went off and interrupted it >__________<
Anyways, not my best work I know, it sort of ends in the middle, but I thought the statement needed nothing else, I felt that it was strong enough. Hey, if you have a certain interpretation, I'd love to hear it :D

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:iconanominusmidge:
NOt your best work?!?!?!?!?! This is fantastic :) :clap: I love it :)

--
The death of one child is a tragedy, the death of thousands is a statistic.

Tonight time has no hold on us. Tonight we are immortal.

'The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori'

My hopes are so high I think your kiss might just kill me
:iconenchantedjewl16:
:love: OMGGGG itsss awsummmmessss it like wow!!!! I totally love it:hug: I wana write like this its like awsum...i dun think this is called a scribble i think its called the art of words!!!!:love: Anyway its totally awsum!!!!

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In the day,
In the night,
Say it right,
Say it all,
You either got it,
Or you don't,
You either stand or you fall,
When your will is broken,
When it slips from your hand,
When there's no time for joking,
There's a hole in the plan.
:iconshadds-art:
well thanks :O I'm glad you like it, really it was just a scribble to keep myself busy lmao. I'm rather happy with how it turned out :D

--
Shadd.

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear,
Sealed with lies through so many tears.
Lost from within, pursuing the end;
I fight for the chance to be lied to again.


"I wanna thank you for owning that guy in the face.''
- Ike.
:iconshadds-art:
well it's not my best work... I like 'Fragile' better :D
Thank you so much sweety ^^ :D

--
Shadd.

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear,
Sealed with lies through so many tears.
Lost from within, pursuing the end;
I fight for the chance to be lied to again.


"I wanna thank you for owning that guy in the face.''
- Ike.
:iconenchantedjewl16:
Hehe you should be its really good:):heart:

--
In the day,
In the night,
Say it right,
Say it all,
You either got it,
Or you don't,
You either stand or you fall,
When your will is broken,
When it slips from your hand,
When there's no time for joking,
There's a hole in the plan.
:iconanominusmidge:
Tis okies :)_ :hug:

--
The death of one child is a tragedy, the death of thousands is a statistic.

Tonight time has no hold on us. Tonight we are immortal.

'The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori'

My hopes are so high I think your kiss might just kill me
:iconravens-myth:
:wow: this is amazing! ahem i beg to differ this is amazing! really top quality! its brillient! i reads like an old ballard, how they made stories into songs! its brillient, totally hooked till the end! hmmm it'd be interesting if you could further this? or maybe not hmmmm lol! brillient! :love: love it! :clap:

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~ I've never liked philosophers. They make it all sound so grand and simple, and then you step out into a world that's full of complications ~
:iconshadds-art:
I was planning on having something at the end, but I ran out of space on the page, and I felt like I was stretching it enough as it were... I'm glad you like it, and I did want it like a ballad poem :D glad you noticed that, though it took a lot of time... I wanted it to seem like she was innocent at first, then the truth comes out near the end...

--
Shadd.

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear,
Sealed with lies through so many tears.
Lost from within, pursuing the end;
I fight for the chance to be lied to again.


"I wanna thank you for owning that guy in the face.''
- Ike.
:iconshadds-art:
^^ thanks :D

--
Shadd.

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear,
Sealed with lies through so many tears.
Lost from within, pursuing the end;
I fight for the chance to be lied to again.


"I wanna thank you for owning that guy in the face.''
- Ike.

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