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one shard last death
I sit here in this dark empty room
no emotion no sound can describe me
so dead
so lifless
frozen to the floor
tortured by the thought of death so close
what if all Ive known
my whole life is a lie
broken glass surrounds me
one shard in my hand
wondering what death feels like
they say its easy simple but it cant always be that way
SLICE
I rest with the dead now
no emotion no sound can describe me
so dead
so lifless
frozen to the floor
tortured by the thought of death so close
what if all Ive known
my whole life is a lie
broken glass surrounds me
one shard in my hand
wondering what death feels like
they say its easy simple but it cant always be that way
SLICE
I rest with the dead now
Published 7th Oct 2012
| Edited 10th Dec 2014
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10th Oct 2012 9:54am
You should let the dead-side write as well, like an aftermath. Whenever prose gets visceral enough, there's a subliminal door behind the visual behind which far more is hidden from view, just waiting to pop through.
21st Mar 2014 9:18am
It's not about technical perfection, but the feelings behind everything. This is absolutely beautiful and powerful, thank you for sharing :)
Anonymous
11th Dec 2014 3:29pm
Vanessa.. very strong write.. thanks for sharing..
Dave
Dave
