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Poetry competition CLOSED 30th April 2017 1:54pm
WINNER
Anonymous
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RUNNER-UP:
Jade-Pandora
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there's something about petite masculinity
the pure malice when it strikes
chokes out her mate
when she fucks
viscous until the fightback cracks
and spilt blood spells the end
my little fighter
when death metal dies
and everything bad comes to a screaming halt
the question beckons in unspoken meditations
watching the micro-motion of her lips and tongue
when nothing remains in this world of hate
her little skinhead abloom with femininity
and scar tissue blurs the birthmark of the führer
is there nothing good left in her to love
Written by case28
(Alexander Case)
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My nerves shook as I held the hammer above my head striking it once, twice, three times wasn't enough.
Engulfed by the power I had released I stood to the corner of the door numb, dumb and blinded by the darkness in me...my eyes were wide open palm laid firmly to the wall.
As I count backwards from a hundred small lights shone to wake me. As I approached ten I saw blurry images at my feet covered in red...three...
He was still as a post in the rain oozing blood, I felt a trickle on my little finger I didn't stop to look as I made my way crushing a rib or two.
I sat in the river as the water swept over me images not clear but rapidly flashes through me. He was my anchor and I was his ship...free at last was my rejoice.
Engulfed by the power I had released I stood to the corner of the door numb, dumb and blinded by the darkness in me...my eyes were wide open palm laid firmly to the wall.
As I count backwards from a hundred small lights shone to wake me. As I approached ten I saw blurry images at my feet covered in red...three...
He was still as a post in the rain oozing blood, I felt a trickle on my little finger I didn't stop to look as I made my way crushing a rib or two.
I sat in the river as the water swept over me images not clear but rapidly flashes through me. He was my anchor and I was his ship...free at last was my rejoice.
Written by ThaSeductress
(Daii_Cevyn_Belladon)
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HadesRising said:Congrats, to my Sweet Sacrifice and dear friend Jade! Well done everyone!
Thank you so much for your words, my dear friend Frank! And for those who voted for my sister Taryn (with my congratulations!) & myself for the podium. Some great writes were entered in this competition...
~Jade
Thank you so much for your words, my dear friend Frank! And for those who voted for my sister Taryn (with my congratulations!) & myself for the podium. Some great writes were entered in this competition...
~Jade
