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Poem Details
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| Title: | Death becomes her |
| Author: | ktroy |
| Date Submitted: | 11/12/2008 |
| Email: | katyovens@hotmail.com |
| Poem: |
Death becomes her delicate face Followed, haunted by elegance and grace As though rose petals had fallen from the sky Bruising her cheeks with soft glow in their descent Then bathing her in their rich sweet scent Long slender fingers clutch a single red, red rose Each thorn perfectly stained in dark, dark blood Nail like pearls shimmer still brightly Like the violet eyes that used to shine Now hidden beneath slowly greying lids They fade forever, the light gone out And yet though her skin deathly pale And though her heart long since stopped And though her flowing dress, once white, now red Her beauty is still radiant, immeasurable Echoing, disturbing, haunting She is no more than a shell of her true self But she remains my dream and I remain hers... |