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Post by Queen of Rain on May 17, 2005 7:06:21 GMT -8
I stare at the sky and mutter to the devil - Are we dying today? in a coffin in dirt - Has it always been this white? See Lolitas my lord
Back to our sins that’s our journey today
I want to ascend white as the apron that turned red in the city of Sabine.
Maria’s duty as a desert woman dressed in black, Can I be your bride now father?
I’m your Geisha
Let me be violet and white hear my laughter, like an animal’s carried for slaughter
Night in the desert I was ripe enough, to be eaten by sin mankind’s of course, I bear no Jesus, tonight, it is a child of my sin a child of his lust It is my daughter, that even Limbo would neglect
If she was lucky enough, to be spared our destiny - Us prisoners of daylight
But no white blankets to see, red blood on the black dirt floor one day, my sister will she too be eaten We are the new Geisha’s and only breastmilk is still white.
See Lolitas my lord
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Post by Queen of Rain on May 22, 2005 9:18:15 GMT -8
edited it a bit, hope anyone wants top read my travel through the worlds unfairness...
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Post by Confusion on Jun 4, 2005 14:02:54 GMT -8
wow! i loooooooooooove this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! indeed does show the great unfairness of the world!!! i like the first stanza in particualar! perhaps another stanza at the end might round this beautiful poem off a bit better?
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Post by Queen of Rain on Jun 5, 2005 1:02:05 GMT -8
thank you, should i end it off with "See Lolitas my lord" to make it more circular in structure?
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Post by Confusion on Jun 5, 2005 2:12:25 GMT -8
yea, that would be great!
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