hold me in your chain link arms,
breathe your life into me.
the rose on top your coffin door,
placed there by me.
is it possible to love
from underneath?
they can't hurt you now,
you're safe beneath me.
I draw my breath and close my eyes,
sing me a lullaby
as I slip between the mask
of life and death.
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Author:
β¦ π₯ππΆπ©π’π¦π€π₯ β¦ (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: sorry this one sucks lol, I'm in a rush.
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 9
- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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Comments2
Sorry that you think it sucks. To me it has a power and strength that speaks of love in a different form. I thought that it flowed well and had a message.
I appreciate it!
Au contraire, mon ami, this is quite powerful! Seriously, sometimes "rushed" turns out just fine. Truthfully, the concept of loving from beneath. Profoundly powerful. Thought-provoking. Well done. A fave. πΉπ
Glad you think so lol
Indeed, I did! π
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