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Under the twinkling sky, a girl sat on a hill.
Her innocent eyes, looking up at the stars,
Hoping to uncover Destiny's will.
But no matter how hard she tried,
All she could see were tears.
The fatal crush, with all its might,
Taught her for everything to fear.

This kind of love is ruthless.
Nothing escapes its cruelty.
Whoever you are,
Surely you are a victim to be.
It doesn't scantly kill your being.
It craves for your empty soul.
It will drain you of your spirit,
leaving your body only hollow

At first it seemed like a dream,
She had everything she desired.
But that was only a clever ploy,
To lure her to His evil.
She fell for His pestilent deception
That led to her inevitable destruction.
Soon she'll wake from this fantasy,
Only to feel the horror of reality.

She cries a frightful scream,
But no one helps her,
No one can hear.
All have their own dream.

Her heart, past the pain of breaking,
Now reaches the numbness of not beating.
Have you ever loved like this before?
So much you gave, but nothing in return?
Creating not merely a scratch,
But rather an immortal incision.
Such memories shall forever be etched in her mind.
Never will the scars He left, have a cure to find.
©2005-2009 ~icycles
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Author's Comments

nothing is what it seems. this is poem is about a girl's unrequited love for Death. try to understand it, like a boy-girl thing. the girl wants to die but Death doesn't want her (not yet, at least). the one causing her pain isn't death but instead her love for death. not all the pronouns "He" refer to Death nor do they all refer to "her Love". did you get that? hope you did! lol!

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:icontoki88:
Wow, Doi! This is really nice. I'm going to :+fav: this ah!!!

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:iconicycles:
hahaha awww.. msyado kang supportive!! haha thanks!! :)

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:iconevilman:
Beautiful work.
I most applaqud your skiil in the capturing of the hollow felling that fills our soul.
You can try to kill this love,
but it never goes away.
You get a :+fav: for this.

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:iconchickentaco101:
Very very nice. I love the way you discribed all of this, very interesting perspective.

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:iconbloodyfallingroses:
I like it, you can really fall into it,

She cries a frightful scream,
But no one helps her,
No one can hear.
All have their own dream.

That just jumped out at me, I really liked this.

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:iconsatanic-doughnut:
This is one of the most unusal ideas for a poem I have ever read... and yet it works... very well, you have some beautiful and powerful line. I like this a lot!
:iconicycles:
thanks..i had a really hard time with this poem! i wasnt even sure if people will be able to get it! i'm glad you did!!! :) btw, thanks for the fave!!

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:iconicycles:
thanks, yeah..irritating isn't it? all you can do is put it aside but you never really forget about it. sigh..hurts a lot...that's not the real ending though...but i deleted the last stanza 'coz it didnt sound right anymore! lol :) thanks for the fave!!

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:iconicycles:
thanks!!! im glad my hardwork paid off!!! lol!

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