To forgive you would be an obsequious advance on my dormant admission of guilt a jubilant betrayal of my web of emotions weaved out of an indisputable arrangement of contentment marked with conceit deceiving the essential luster of the mind's most reliable revelations one must tuck these away into a vault safely hidden from public scrutiny a steady hand wielding the pen to sign off on an undeniable revocation of self a preternatural amusement of those standing by in silence a contract, if you will entered into aimlessly portraying your weakness No. Forgiveness in this instant is unjust markedly unnatural a phenomenon of lies twisted into regret set to lines signature NOT accepted
The dramatic interpretation that screamed its way into my head, Phantom of The Opera. Half of this could have been dialog, the other is like a spiral of Christine Daaé, no wonder the lyrics, 'think of me, think of me kindly when we say good bye' , but those last eight lines. That had a great dramatic effect.
I felt you throughout this piece..the voice, the rhythm, the relationship..all screaming off the page. Sometimes, forgiveness is simply not acceptable when one is in the right.
The dramatic interpretation that screamed its way into my head, Phantom of The Opera. Half of this could have been dialog, the other is like a spiral of Christine Daaé, no wonder the lyrics, 'think of me, think of me kindly when we say good bye' , but those last eight lines. That had a great dramatic effect.
My name is Deandra Dawn and I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I also go by the name, Ravishing Raven, and I am currently reworking my website. What else is there to know when there .. more..