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Unrequited
She breaks away,
Breaking her resolve
As she slips
Into the
Fever arms
Of sweaty
Old habits.
A
Die hard
Addict
Refuses
To
Die hard.
He pulses
In her blood,
Filling her
With
Unrequited love,
A fairy tale
Like the imp of Fae:
Mischief.
Black tar bleeds
Into feather white
Sheets,
Now cold
And clammy
Against her skin.
Stolen dreams
Marooned
Across the silver
Night sky,
Searching endlessly
For
Neverland.
Breaking her resolve
As she slips
Into the
Fever arms
Of sweaty
Old habits.
A
Die hard
Addict
Refuses
To
Die hard.
He pulses
In her blood,
Filling her
With
Unrequited love,
A fairy tale
Like the imp of Fae:
Mischief.
Black tar bleeds
Into feather white
Sheets,
Now cold
And clammy
Against her skin.
Stolen dreams
Marooned
Across the silver
Night sky,
Searching endlessly
For
Neverland.
Published 27th Mar 2015
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27th Mar 2015 11:13pm
Neverland is never found through black tar. The love remains unrequited. The bleeding on the white sheets is a grotesque but very powerful image. This is a lyrical way to deal with a nightmare topic. Well done Sammy.
Anonymous
28th Mar 2015 6:14am
Great work,the last three stanzas are great,love bleeds sometimes...
28th Mar 2015 10:03am
28th Mar 2015 12:17pm
28th Mar 2015 2:35pm
holy fucking shiva, this was amazing!! hardest habit i've ever had to quit tbh & you capture the beauty of the high [&] the gritty aftermath perfectly.
30th Jul 2016 6:11pm
this is rather good particularly the first stanza that to me could well stand alone.
