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Her Heart a Heavy Burden--She Beared Alone
She walks in sorrow
shadowed by grace and elegance
guided by his tainted hand
and tainted words of evil
He begs her to climb atop
wants her to soar to the ground
wants the garden of white roses painted red...
as the moon rises
she falls with the sun
her hair clouds the sky
her tears soak the ground
lying there in her newly dug bed
of moss and dirt--home to many other forgotten corpses
her wings have grown
this suicide angel is now all alone
shadowed by grace and elegance
guided by his tainted hand
and tainted words of evil
He begs her to climb atop
wants her to soar to the ground
wants the garden of white roses painted red...
as the moon rises
she falls with the sun
her hair clouds the sky
her tears soak the ground
lying there in her newly dug bed
of moss and dirt--home to many other forgotten corpses
her wings have grown
this suicide angel is now all alone
Published 12th Feb 2015
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This imagery paints many possibilities in my mind. Lucifer is your lover who wants you to ride him to Hell. Your grave is a bed of white roses he wants you to stain red with your blood when you cut deeply enough to end your life to ensure you go down with him. The wings you grow are those of a fallen angel, not of white feathers but of red, bat-like wings. You feel alone and forgotten, but you are neither. Suicide just makes the Hell you think you live in now an eternal reality. Lucifer's hand is not the one you should be grasping onto. Look for another that can lift you up instead. JJ
12th Feb 2015 5:01am
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