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The brutality of love
With searing tears thought lost
Cry no more my mistreated child
Close you eyes and fall back
Let the rain cleanse your soul
Let movement become your freedom
Because you are the worlds angel in the making
Dance, dance in the rain
Shed your tears with those of the world
Become my arch-angel
Spread those broken black wings
Scream till it resounds in the ears of their fake god
You can love
But never can you be loved in return
So slit those velvet wrists
And bleed out you crimson sorrow
Come to me now
For death will never leave you
©2005-2009 ~Satire-Frost
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Author's Comments

Her heart ripped out she ran into the middle of the street. Rain pouring down her blending with her hot tears. Cooling her flushed cheeks and sticking her clothes to her body. Arms open spinning in circles she cried mutely. Till only screams of hate shattered the patter of rain; as she cut herself draining away all the filth. The rain cleansed her body of his intruding hands, as her blood cleansed her soul for her damned after life. All because God denied those who saught early release from his torment.

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:iconflawed-helix:
Marvelous imagery used. Splendid syntax as well. This is a beautiful piece and you've done well. Great job.

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* I lie here, wondering: What do I do now, and does it even matter? * ~flawed-helix
:iconshadowedfire:
Wow, super coolness. I like it lots. Loves the wording. :clap:

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Fear the reckoning of those you have wronged. -- Old Norse Proverb
:iconcrimson-whitefang:
Wow o_o No critique to offer here. Very well done :+fav:

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It's too bad stupidity isn't painful...:blackrose:
:iconfallenseraphs:
Wow. :+fav: As always, your wording and imagery carry out emotions perfectly, and yet you seem to grow better as a writer still. Another truth rang, not that I would choose to die that way, but there's a great comfort in knowing that one day I'll pass into death's arms where others fear them. And at some times, it is one of the greatest comforts a tortured soul can know- morbid as it may seem. I feel that feeling captured there.

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I do not want to die inside just to breathe in.
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Thanx muches for the fav ^_^ *huggles* and yeah that's basically what i was trying to capture that and how most people look down on someone if they end their own life though they should be happy for them b/c they are finally free of pain. At least that's how i see in this day and age. Thanx for the comment :)

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."Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape."

--Anne Bishop Sebastian
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Thank you :heart: ^_^

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."Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape."

--Anne Bishop Sebastian
:iconsatire-frost:
thanx Erin :hug:

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."Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape."

--Anne Bishop Sebastian
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Thank you for the comment. It means a lot. And i'm very glad you liked it :hug: :heart:

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."Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape."

--Anne Bishop Sebastian
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You're welcome

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It's too bad stupidity isn't painful...:blackrose:

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