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Beauty of death
Shoot me ten times
And let my body shake
Hung me upon the tree
As I'm gasping for air
Tie me against the wall
Throw a knife or two if you dare
For I'm your beauty of death
Grab my hair and hold my head back
Slice me into pieces
As if you're slicing a ham
Stab me a million times
Until there's no more
Throw me up with a timing bomb
Watch me explode into the bluest sky
Drag me along the sharply floor
Let the blood flood like a river flows
Run me over with a diesel
Watch me as I'm being tortured
For I'm your beauty of death
Published 25th May 2014
| Edited 27th May 2014
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Anonymous
25th May 2014 5:44am
A lot said in such little verses. Well done. Enjoyed. Devlin.
Anonymous
26th May 2014 6:23am
A couple of grammatical errors with tense: line 2 should be "shake." Line 8 should be "hold." Line 14 should be "explode." And third to last line should be "run." Yes, in poetry tense shifts are very important to convey meaning, however, in this piece they just disrupt the flow.
BUT: your imagery here is quite vivid and I enjoyed it very much.
Favorite lines: "Drag me along the sharply floor
Let the blood flood like a river flows."
BUT: your imagery here is quite vivid and I enjoyed it very much.
Favorite lines: "Drag me along the sharply floor
Let the blood flood like a river flows."
27th May 2014 7:44am
