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Tale of the Wretch and Rose

Once upon a time, Or so the story goes, Love had found a hopeless wretch, And bestowed to him a rose.
But roses are not honest, And roses are not nice, Red as blood upon white satin, With thorns that tear and slice.
Yet through the pain, the blood and tears, The wretch still clung on tight. The rose was his and his alone. To love it was his right.
But soon the clouds had gathered, And the skies began to weep. The rose began to wilt away, Till there was nothing left to keep.
The wretch now looked upon his hands, And

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Never Meant to LastWhen rainfall meets the blazing sands, When the ocean meets the dawn, When dew drops eye the morning sun, And black King greets white Pawn.
When howling winds, the mountains carve, When storms do break the dam, When gusty bellows erode the walls, And lion lays with lamb.
Forbidden love so tremulous, And never meant to last, A seed that's not supposed to sprout, No future, just the past.
The same and yet so different, So perfect yet so wrong, So peaceful yet chaotic, So weak and yet so strong.
Fractured in its essence, &n Never Meant to Last
by ~theasian231

Tale of the Wretch and RoseOnce upon a time, Or so the story goes, Love had found a hopeless wretch, And bestowed to him a rose.
But roses are not honest, And roses are not nice, Red as blood upon white satin, With thorns that tear and slice.
Yet through the pain, the blood and tears, The wretch still clung on tight. The rose was his and his alone. To love it was his right.
But soon the clouds had gathered, And the skies began to weep. The rose began to wilt away, Till there was nothing left to keep.
The wretch now looked upon his hands, And Tale of the Wretch and Rose
by ~theasian231

SepsisThe pain of loss which never healed, The infected wound is now revealed. Oozing, pussing, weeping blood, It quivers to hold back the flood. Aching, burning, livid fire, These tears I cry were once desire. No bandage, stitch or medicine, Can cure the sickness that's within. Crimson streaks shoot up and down, In poison does my blood now drown. A fever sets as night on day, And boils sanity away. Cold then hot, then back again, My body fights to make it end. Shivers, sweats and clouded eyes, Only now do I realize. Final moment, final breath, You Sepsis
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Just My LuckThe wind quiets and vision dims. Now all I see is you. Your eyes, a soft brown that peer into my soul. Your lips, pink with the essence I so long to taste... and yet would do anything to keep from spilling. Your chest, as it moves so slowly with each and every sweet breath you exhale. Your hands, which I imagine every night as they caress my face. Your scent, an aroma that drives me to insanity... and back again. The sound of your beating heart, which torments me with rejection. How can one so beautiful cause so much pain? In every move you make, I sense the passing of time... Just My Luck
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Poetry Study

Sun May 13, 2007, 3:18 PM

If anyone has a bit of spare time, I'd greatly appreciate it if you would take a few moments to complete a poetry study that a good friend of mine is conducting. It takes about 20 minutes to complete, and he's trying to get as many responses as possible.

We here at Deviant Art have a responsibility to put our creative minds to use towards worthy endeavors, and this is one. Please visit [link] to take part.

Thank you!

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Current Residence: Marysville, CA (aka The Hellmouth)
Interests: Writing, Acting, Filmmaking, Photography, Animal Rights, Politics
Favourite movie: Too many to name.
Favourite band or musician: Too many to name.
Favourite genre of music: Showtunes mostly, but I love everything except rap and country.
Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe, William Blake, The Marquis de Sade, Stephen King
Favourite style of art: It depends. I think all styles and methods have a time and a place where they work best.
Operating System: Windows XP Home
MP3 player of choice: iPod Video
Skin of choice: My own.
Favourite game: I don't play much.
Favourite gaming platform: Wii, but like I said, I don't play much.
Favourite cartoon character: Stewie from The Family Guy
Personal Quote: "When I finally die, my life will probably be the punchline to some cruel cosmic joke."
Tools of the Trade: Camera, my laptop and my twisted sense of humor.