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BLACK DAHLIA
She is the fortune of shadows everywhere
Sick with sugar and rich with despair
Celluloid sorcery a harlot on screen
With murder in the air of ravens jagged dreams
There’s something sinister here
Creeping like a voyeur to get a little peek
I love the taste of fear
Black Dahlia
Roll out the crimson carpet
Black Dahlia
I know you’re torn in two
Black Dahlia
The new angles we invent
The more you pray
The more I slay
Yes, you know I love you
Black Dahlia
I am the watcher peeking behind the curtain
Agent of chaos, lord of vermin
Slaughter on my mind, I’ll paint the town red
Roll the camera for the mass of the dead
There’s something sinister here
Creeping like a voyeur to get a little peek
I love the taste of fear
Black Dahlia
Roll out the crimson carpet
Black Dahlia
I know you’re torn in two
Black Dahlia
The new angles we invent
The more you pray
The more I slay
Yes, you know I love you
Black Dahlia
It’s opening night
And the bulbs flash
Highlighting the scene in blue
A withering sight
Upon her gash
Ragged and red a love so true
There is a mystery here
A masterpiece in shades of scarlet vogue
My legacy is fear
black dahlia
Black Dahlia
Be mine
BLACK DAHLIA
There’s something sinister here
Creeping like a voyeur to get a little peek
I love the taste of fear
Black Dahlia
Roll out the crimson carpet
Black Dahlia
I know you’re torn in two
Black Dahlia
The new angles we invent
The more you pray
The more I slay
Yes, you know I love you
Black Dahlia
Sick with sugar and rich with despair
Celluloid sorcery a harlot on screen
With murder in the air of ravens jagged dreams
There’s something sinister here
Creeping like a voyeur to get a little peek
I love the taste of fear
Black Dahlia
Roll out the crimson carpet
Black Dahlia
I know you’re torn in two
Black Dahlia
The new angles we invent
The more you pray
The more I slay
Yes, you know I love you
Black Dahlia
I am the watcher peeking behind the curtain
Agent of chaos, lord of vermin
Slaughter on my mind, I’ll paint the town red
Roll the camera for the mass of the dead
There’s something sinister here
Creeping like a voyeur to get a little peek
I love the taste of fear
Black Dahlia
Roll out the crimson carpet
Black Dahlia
I know you’re torn in two
Black Dahlia
The new angles we invent
The more you pray
The more I slay
Yes, you know I love you
Black Dahlia
It’s opening night
And the bulbs flash
Highlighting the scene in blue
A withering sight
Upon her gash
Ragged and red a love so true
There is a mystery here
A masterpiece in shades of scarlet vogue
My legacy is fear
black dahlia
Black Dahlia
Be mine
BLACK DAHLIA
There’s something sinister here
Creeping like a voyeur to get a little peek
I love the taste of fear
Black Dahlia
Roll out the crimson carpet
Black Dahlia
I know you’re torn in two
Black Dahlia
The new angles we invent
The more you pray
The more I slay
Yes, you know I love you
Black Dahlia
Published 15th Aug 2021
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(c) 2021 Frank Green
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15th Aug 2021 3:42am
Flawless... this has to be one of your greatest musing I have had the honor of reading.., you poetically flowed... an edgy, yet forbidden foray.. I totally felt that.. and you gave credence with the most utter most respect to the sultry temptess labeled the BLACK DAHLIA.. very smooth you
16th Aug 2021 3:31am
16th Aug 2021 3:32am
Anonymous
15th Aug 2021 6:42am
There's the horror that fascinates--and the crime of the bd certainly has that.
It was like an echo upon the ripper murders in london--something so grizzly & spectacular it seemed to move culture, permanently.
What could only be imagined became reality.
Enjoy the opening night / red carpet "situation," and the idea of something sinister that's voyeuristic--These are great elements, foundational.
If I were to revise this, I would go back to those elements and develop them, make them more embodied.
Enjoyed!
It was like an echo upon the ripper murders in london--something so grizzly & spectacular it seemed to move culture, permanently.
What could only be imagined became reality.
Enjoy the opening night / red carpet "situation," and the idea of something sinister that's voyeuristic--These are great elements, foundational.
If I were to revise this, I would go back to those elements and develop them, make them more embodied.
Enjoyed!
16th Aug 2021 3:32am
20th Sep 2021 6:45pm
Oh what an extraordinary dark macabre love letter. I agree with Mark entirely, it definitely has a ripper feel. A great tribute to Black Dahlia as well. Beautiful.
