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julie · 09-19-2006, 12:57 PM

The last one is my favourite so far. You went for a more...simple but more effective style (which I prefer). I like how such an obscure subject is spoken about in a really cryptic and beautiful way.

perfect ghost · 09-19-2006, 03:49 PM

That was amazing Apryl, as always<33

Apryl · 09-22-2006, 05:44 AM

If I bled one last time, and let you see as it poured desperate dahlia from within me
Would you believe that I am still alive?
Would you see that my cracking heart still beats, deep in a skeletal grave for only you?
I lay here like the last mortal corpse in a locked morgue of awakening demons
Lifeless and eaten
Because you’ve forgotten me and that I am still breathing

You never ask to hear my portent dreams anymore
Because I know you believe that I am always sleeping
And you’ve forgotten me

I know you have come to believe that our fairytale past was nothing more than a moonlit story you were told
As a wishful child in flight to a magical dream
So just as easily you could make it fade in the cloaking shadows of Winter’s eclipse as you wake
But the anamnesis of unbridled dusk has caged me faithfully in your frozen skull forever
Henceforth the key is shattered and ever washed away with your secreted tears

I was once azured Luna dancing in your cosmic eyes
The sunset thawing of your stolid heart encased in arctica
But now the knife slides like a serpent across the icy sky
And we are burned like welting acid rain
By the serrated cries of earth polluted angels

Eyelashes dripping black lament with the crashing of bedroom waves

But even the most unmerciful storms can never cleanse the sacrificial blood that stains the jaded stones
Around the wishing well
Where I have begged the frailest ghosts
For translucent skin, and porcelain bones
So through your opaque mind you could at least come to love me on the outside
I have too long heard the venom of longing bereavement echo from below your poisoned voice…

You should know by now that nothing you can do is good enough

I have knelt forth in worship to drink its fatal waters
And begged it to wash away the filth breeding in my eyes
To vanquish my scars with flesh from your discerning heart
To one day hear you say that you understand my soul murdering madness
To one day watch you bleed on your knees, at my feet
As I have done sobbing before you so many times

I am trying so hard to live just like you breathed to me;
Carving the wounding words of my cracked heart requiem…

Be a good little girl and suffer in silence
Scream and moan only as you would when I take your body for my own
And lock your eyes shut gracefully when I abuse your damaged heart

I don’t want to feel anything from you
I don’t want to see that you’re still crawling behind me

I wake with eve’s tide and see your hollow eyes
And I want to believe that all the crushing rain was merely my chemical nightmare
That in reality my angelic skeleton lays beside you
Frozen-hearted, as you have always yearned starvingly for me to be
Where I had painted my once poetic lips into one
Pretty and never parting without your lustful twilight touch

But instead, from your stillness I feel your thoughts like the mortician’s tearing knives
Frigid nails thrusted through my love decayed chest
One by one
Ten thousand for each word dripping off your writhing tongue…

If only you had held your breath;
Kept silent when your faithful heart was breaking
You would still be beautiful to me.

Ashlee · 09-22-2006, 05:50 AM

Amazing.

Quote:

If only you had held your breath;
Kept silent when your faithful heart was breaking
You would still be beautiful to me.

<3<3<3

Return To Chaos · 09-22-2006, 12:00 PM

Wow, that last piece was ... amazing. I especially loved these parts:

Quote:

If I bled one last time, and let you see as it poured desperate dahlia from within me
Would you believe that I am still alive?
Would you see that my cracking heart still beats, deep in a skeletal grave for only you?
I lay here like the last mortal corpse in a locked morgue of awakening demons
Lifeless and eaten
Because you’ve forgotten me and that I am still breathing

Quote:

But even the most unmerciful storms can never cleanse the sacrificial blood that stains the jaded stones
Around the wishing well
Where I have begged the frailest ghosts
For translucent skin, and porcelain bones
So through your opaque mind you could at least come to love me on the outside
I have too long heard the venom of longing bereavement echo from below your poisoned voice…

Quote:

I wake with eve’s tide and see your hollow eyes
And I want to believe that all the crushing rain was merely my chemical nightmare
That in reality my angelic skeleton lays beside you
Frozen-hearted, as you have always yearned starvingly for me to be
Where I had painted my once poetic lips into one
Pretty and never parting without your lustful twilight touch

Quote:

If only you had held your breath;
Kept silent when your faithful heart was breaking
You would still be beautiful to me.

Just beautiful. <3

And I also read all your other new stuff - it's awesome too!

09-19-2006, 03:49 PM	#152 (permalink)
perfect ghost Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Toronto,Ontario Age: 19 Posts: 737 Points: 1,929.93 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 1,929.93 Donate	That was amazing Apryl, as always<33 __________________ Lock the last open door,my ghosts are gaining on me...

09-22-2006, 05:44 AM	#153 (permalink)
Apryl FROGS FTW Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Edmonton, AB. Age: 21 Posts: 3,210 Points: 756.91 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 756.92 Donate	If I bled one last time, and let you see as it poured desperate dahlia from within me Would you believe that I am still alive? Would you see that my cracking heart still beats, deep in a skeletal grave for only you? I lay here like the last mortal corpse in a locked morgue of awakening demons Lifeless and eaten Because you’ve forgotten me and that I am still breathing You never ask to hear my portent dreams anymore Because I know you believe that I am always sleeping And you’ve forgotten me I know you have come to believe that our fairytale past was nothing more than a moonlit story you were told As a wishful child in flight to a magical dream So just as easily you could make it fade in the cloaking shadows of Winter’s eclipse as you wake But the anamnesis of unbridled dusk has caged me faithfully in your frozen skull forever Henceforth the key is shattered and ever washed away with your secreted tears I was once azured Luna dancing in your cosmic eyes The sunset thawing of your stolid heart encased in arctica But now the knife slides like a serpent across the icy sky And we are burned like welting acid rain By the serrated cries of earth polluted angels Eyelashes dripping black lament with the crashing of bedroom waves But even the most unmerciful storms can never cleanse the sacrificial blood that stains the jaded stones Around the wishing well Where I have begged the frailest ghosts For translucent skin, and porcelain bones So through your opaque mind you could at least come to love me on the outside I have too long heard the venom of longing bereavement echo from below your poisoned voice… You should know by now that nothing you can do is good enough I have knelt forth in worship to drink its fatal waters And begged it to wash away the filth breeding in my eyes To vanquish my scars with flesh from your discerning heart To one day hear you say that you understand my soul murdering madness To one day watch you bleed on your knees, at my feet As I have done sobbing before you so many times I am trying so hard to live just like you breathed to me; Carving the wounding words of my cracked heart requiem… Be a good little girl and suffer in silence Scream and moan only as you would when I take your body for my own And lock your eyes shut gracefully when I abuse your damaged heart I don’t want to feel anything from you I don’t want to see that you’re still crawling behind me I wake with eve’s tide and see your hollow eyes And I want to believe that all the crushing rain was merely my chemical nightmare That in reality my angelic skeleton lays beside you Frozen-hearted, as you have always yearned starvingly for me to be Where I had painted my once poetic lips into one Pretty and never parting without your lustful twilight touch But instead, from your stillness I feel your thoughts like the mortician’s tearing knives Frigid nails thrusted through my love decayed chest One by one Ten thousand for each word dripping off your writhing tongue… If only you had held your breath; Kept silent when your faithful heart was breaking You would still be beautiful to me. __________________ ...i can't breathe... Last edited by Apryl : 09-22-2006 at 05:48 AM.

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09-19-2006, 12:57 PM	#151 (permalink)
julie Fledgling Post Monkey Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: Brussels, Belgium Age: 18 Posts: 1,309 Points: 1,179.50 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 1,179.50 Donate	The last one is my favourite so far. You went for a more...simple but more effective style (which I prefer). I like how such an obscure subject is spoken about in a really cryptic and beautiful way.

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