Twist
I am the rose painted black,
and thorns are ready
to slice you deep.
And the sun dare not step
into the shadows
of my heart.
Find the knife ready.
I’ll bleed
for black holes created
by you.
Twist
by, Melissa R. Mendelson
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Hmm. Hope you are ok... Liked the way this stopped for me ... and then twist. What comes next? Could see the line after a multi stanza piece. win
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<Deleted User> (4235)
Tue 29th Sep 2009 00:53
I'm good. How are you? Someone asked me to write a bad love poem, and I came up with this. Maybe I still have my ex on the brain, but now moving on to greener pastures. :)