![]() It's Memory.A Poem by Marlena![]() The wind starts to blow, the voices scream and ache, rain pelts your soft skin like rocks on a bitter day.![]() The wind starts to blow the voices scream and ache rain pelts your soft skin like rocks on a bitter day your very being screams and twists moaning, colliding with the dark forces around you you shout to be heard over breaking glass frightening the night away while welcoming sun you are never alone pale fingers search your skull for memories best left forgotten you walk on a lonely beach on a silent, sunlit day your mind elsewhere all in one instant you know you are amazing you are special, provocotive and true a demon in the eye of fire a cat, prowling the night a rain filled cloud you ruin the day and revel in pain while the hot water scorches your skin waves and embers embrace you while you fall blissfully into a trance of fake memories, the place you belong a demon in the eye of flame.
© 2009 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 26, 2009 Author![]() MarlenaNYAbout-What's there to know? It's obvious why I'm here, that's all you need to get it.- more..Writing
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