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Watching the Mirror
Sickening visions ensue
As I watch with curt bedside manners
This wretch of a woman
Crying, sobbing, black tears streaking
Several times before
She has done this and overcome well
But this one no
This one is killing her she has no choice
And I watch, horrified
As they spoon-feed her this disaster again
This final kiss of death
Taking her breath and choking her on the blood
Of her own heart
She is lost, dying alone, yet strangely peaceful
For a death ridden maiden
Beauty was always hers, she commanded it
Now a bitch to death
And no one to save her though I am a healer
But this one no
I can not save she will take me with
My heart ache screams
The black night of her pain has come
Yet the sun will rise
And on another day, more holy than this
Death is remembered
Only by the living, the willing, the brave
Heaving a sigh
She looked to the sky and held my hand
As we died together again
Critiques
meic
18 years 5 months ago
I am humbled and rendered
theladyblue
18 years 5 months ago
i have two beautiful children
meic
18 years 5 months ago
No comment I could give
theladyblue
18 years 5 months ago
Im sure Welsh hugs are
purplemoondoll
18 years 5 months ago
Incredible
Janice Pearce
17 years 3 months ago
Watching the Mirror