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One for the year

midnight tunesmidnight tunes Posts: 96
edited February 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she died and
life changed
never the same
the woman, then child
the teen, the adult
dreams in black
clutching his emotion
screams from friends
proved her delusion
the beat of the demon
scratching at the bottom
of dangling flames
hung by creeps and massochists
she was the muse
saved by the love of one
love is free
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  • velvet I sitevelvet I site Posts: 192
    hmmm... mesmerizingly beautiful i think...
    change begins with discontent.
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    This reminds me of Sonia Sonchez poetry. Well done!
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