• Ambrosia
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The rage boils the blood in my veins
And turns my limbs into dust.
I can feel the warmth in my soul as it drains
Flowing over my heart as it rusts.

When the sun rises I pull down the blind
And attempt to shut myself far away.
Your voice is there, taunting and screaming
Just how much can your betrayal weigh?

Visions of another time cannot leave my thoughts
I'm gasping, I'm gasping, I'm choking, I'm crying
Is this what my sins have brought?
Here is the crime, this is where I lay near dying.

I endeavored to erase it, to forget that dreadful day
The day I became cold, callous and ever twisted,
Kissed hate and cast angels away,
And rubbed out my name so I never existed.

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dakcalhoun commented on Eraser


oh my god..short but extremely profound..the last line is my favorite.

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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Ambrosia’s Poems (19)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Frosted Starling's Wings 1
One little problem 0
Tell Me (And The Storm Shall Pass) 1
Final Act 2
Shattered Silence 2
The Strength of A Thousand Men 1
If I Told You The Truth 2
If I Saw You Tomorrow 2
Attention Men 3
David 2
And I Doubt 2
Did You Know? 1
Untitled 0
Eraser 1
Eyes of Death 1
Flash Of White 0
Like Alice 0
The Dungeon of Contempt 2
Stand or Evade 1