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Cut-Up Angel

She fell to the floor
Legs bent, Arms limp,
Face pale,
Tainted from the needle,
That sticks out of her arm.

Her fingers twitch,
And Dreams fade,
Razorblade cuts drip
Crimson imperfection.
As Warm tears flow
Down her sad porcelain face

Her blood shot eyes are
Glazed and lost in a
Violent depression.
Nails deep in her own skull,
Rapidly tearing out chucks of
Her spun golden hair.

Cigarette smoke dances,
Through the rooms.
Her apartment floor,
Is littered with ashes
Countless Needles,
Bloody  blades,
And a neatly folded
Good bye note.

And  here lies the grave of
This Cut-Up Angel

Who could never tell the difference,
Between what was real,
And what was a lie.

Author notes

Its kinda just hit me, so I wrote it
I was thinking and said the title, and then it just kinda wrote itself. hope everyone enjoys it!

Its a Cross of the Little Angel on the grave,
and the gril staring out the inner city window
It Just kind of fits both to me.

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  • mydarlinghamburger
    February 28, 2007
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    Good

    It was good, i really liked the picture you painted, the title was what drew me into this poem, it seemed so... i dunno what word i'm looking for, but it was enjoyable good luck in the contest
    Luv MDH


  • Amunet Wolfbane Moderators member
    February 26, 2007
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    A hard hitter! Well done!

  • Shiro Okami
    February 22, 2007
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    It's very, very good/. And damn is it in a lot of contests!


  • Xgeekdreamgonewrong
    February 20, 2007
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    GOOD!!!!
    SO SO SO GOOD!
    GOOD LUCK

  • Starz.Still.Shine
    February 14, 2007

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    this was a great write and yor words were very strong and pwoerful and descpritve and i enjyyed reading this..your a very tal;ented author keep ritting your great at it

  • my savior-pedro
    February 12, 2007
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    beautifully written. good luck..

  • Sally the Ragdoll
    February 9, 2007

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    Nice! Do I sense another fan of The Used, by any chance?
    Either way, this is a great poem.
    Keep up the good work, and good luck in my contest!

    -Sally

  • Jake Jackson
    February 6, 2007

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    great job this is right on the money what i wanted
    deep dark sad gory with detail
    good luck youve made it to the finalist list


  • yesterdaysfeelings-
    February 5, 2007
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    Cigarette smoke dances,
    Through the rooms.
    Her apartment floor,
    Is littered with ashes
    Countless Needles,
    Bloody blades,
    And a neatly folded
    Good bye note.

    I'm not sure why but thats my favorite part. i like it alot its rele good

  • lilrochick silver member
    February 2, 2007

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    Loved it. It showed so much pain and emotion and the vivid images that you make with your words are so well written. Great write.


  • His Baby Love
    January 31, 2007

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    wow...this is very intense. the emotion is all just so powerful. i love it. great job.
    :-)
    :-)
    :-)

  • Laken
    January 29, 2007
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    Wow

    Wow..I fuckin love this.


  • saxophonicwolf
    January 29, 2007
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    good!

    wow! very good. I like it. You have a gift for the darker side of poetry. I like the whole story behind this poem. my favorite line was:

    Who could never tell the difference,
    Between what was real,
    And what was a lie.

    It has such as sad ending.

  • paintitblack1001
    January 29, 2007
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    this is very...wow and disturbing at the same time.

  • piccola gold member
    January 28, 2007

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    This is a great idea, two pix in one. It's not what I meant but it's a great idea. Reminds me of stolen innocence...the child becoming the sad, young woman. Drugs and all that. Thanks for entering.

  • bittertears
    January 28, 2007

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    Nicely written. It was pretty. maybe not a good word for this poem. But I liked it! Thanks for entering and good luck!

  • lilangelsnemesis
    January 28, 2007

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    This was a very dark poem and quite eerie. But, that is what dark poems are all about now aren't they? They are made to send chills down your spine. Your imagery was awesome and the expression of of emotions helped your tale along. I can actually relate to this place you have described here and the subject you have written about. Not the needles though because they're not my thing.

    Now, I have broken my own rule. I never read an entry in a contest that I am planning on entering but I was checking out some of your poetry. I don't like to read the poetry because I don't want anything to seep into my subconscious and accidentally steall someone's idea.


    lilangel'snemesis

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