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My eyes are swollen with tears, 
and it's getting hard to see. 
I waiting for the perfect time, 
to walk out this house and leave. 
You don't see the way 
you affect the way I feel, 
the way I think. 
I thought I was slowly begining to heal. 
I guess I was wrong. 
I can't stand crying anymore. 
This hole in my head, 
my screams are pouring to the floor. 
Darkness is deepening. 
The shadows have been thrown across my face. 
Blood flows slowly, 
lingering softly like scarlet lace. 
My voice, it echos 
across the crowed room I'm in. 
No one seems to notice, 
I never will be, and never have been. 

Cassandra- the bloodstained one


The following comments are for "Scarlet Lace"
by bloodstainedeyes

For some reason this made me think of some of the more depressing passages from Psalms... can't think why, though.

Reading it the first time, I completely missed the fact that it's got rhymes; the despondant tone is so well worked that it completely dulls the rhymes like mufflers on a bell.

It's a very well crafted poem. It has real immediacy and resonance. I liked it a lot.

Score 9/10.

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: March 18, 2003 )

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