She's Contagious... She's Rebellious
She's the one... the one they all talk about...
From the Darkness she came one day
Sent from heaven... just to make me pay...
Clocked in a shadow... an aura of mystery
And I said "hi", the rest was history...
The gods above... they smiled in glee...
finally Lucifer's trapped... now let's see...
And thus, she christened him "jb"... his fate, sealed
It is such that he shall never be healed...
Forever... alone in a crowd...
Remembered...Yet never to be found...
For the last time... please
Don't leave me...
Saturday, August 18, 2007
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5 comments:
That is one WICKED sonnet, Lucifer! =D
Rock on!
Do you really feel alone in a crowd though? :C
hey that was really really goood :)
Finally found someone who doesn't punctuate when writing poetry! lol anyway good post like the whole narrative/conversational style. Keep posting! Wil be back!
ooh i like this poem man
thank you all soooo much...
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