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- - - THE CLOSE OF A BROKEN HEART MOURNS IN SECRET - - -
Clausulas cor contritum
Plangent in occulto quidem
She wants to know me
To see below the surface
To see what makes me tick
The devil dose that makes me sick
I show you just once this time
Relive it over and over again
The nightmares inside
Are what makes me whole
This poetic piece
Is the only peace
To survive the onslaught
Clausulas cor contritum
Plangent in occulto quidem
She needs to have me
Insatiable hunger
Cadence when the heart beats
Buffet of all you can eat meat
I'll give you just once this time
Relive it over and over again
The nightmares inside
Are what makes me whole
This poetic piece
Is the only peace
To survive the onslaught
Clausulas cor contritum
Plangent in occulto quidem
Don't say there was no warning
When the darkness embraces you
As it did me
In the grip of winter storming
When the madness embraces you
As it did me
The close of a broken heart
Mourns in secret
She wanted to know
The deepest part of my soul
Now wraps her heart in tears
And immerses herself in fear
She witness just once that time
Relive it over and over again
Clausulas cor contritum
Plangent in occulto quidem
The nightmares inside
Are what makes her whole
This poetic piece
Is the only peace
To survive the onslaught
The close of a broken heart
Mourns in secret
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 31st Aug 2015
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1st Sep 2015 6:29am
"The nightmares inside
Are what makes me whole
This poetic piece
Is the only peace
To survive the onslaught "
~unholiest of darksighs nodding.
those nightmares, your pen.. *perfect, luv this set..
bowing to your olden latin [greek or roman? can't decide] lines, lain in chill.
respects,
~d
Are what makes me whole
This poetic piece
Is the only peace
To survive the onslaught "
~unholiest of darksighs nodding.
those nightmares, your pen.. *perfect, luv this set..
bowing to your olden latin [greek or roman? can't decide] lines, lain in chill.
respects,
~d
2nd Sep 2015 5:41am
Good eye, it is Latin, which is the title of the poem. Thank you, my friend, I'm glad you liked it.
Anonymous
3rd Sep 2015 11:28pm
Hades, my King. . .I am speechless. . .
'She wants to know me
To see below the surface
To see what makes me tick
The devil dose that makes me sick'
and this stanza alone. . .*breathtaking*. . .xoxo, Devlin/Devil;)
'She wants to know me
To see below the surface
To see what makes me tick
The devil dose that makes me sick'
and this stanza alone. . .*breathtaking*. . .xoxo, Devlin/Devil;)
4th Sep 2015 5:44am
