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A smile slithered across my lips
As death danced upon the crimson tide
Dance, not crawled, he cares for none
No coin shall barter sweet mercy’s sake
An olden song no voices make

A wordless whisper escapes my lips
Crystalline spheres in spiral whirls
As waves beat a sodden tattoo
Solitary lives in life but jest
A silent ballet in murky depths



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On Wednesday May 30th, 2007, Sin (1622) writes:
i have to agree with everyone thats commented...this really was a swirl of tragically beautiful images


On Monday January 10th, 2005, purr_verse (1423) writes:
such darklyrical beauty here; gorgeous, quietly disturbing, compelling write.


On Monday January 10th, 2005, stormtalk (881) writes:
The movement and color in this work are extraordinary... with slithering smiles and wordless whispers, you've created something beautiful.


On Monday January 10th, 2005, steuss (141) writes:
This is amazingly dark and raptuous. The images of death and dancing are amazing as i feel myself being swept away on musical beats rushing closer to the emptiness of death. Well done.



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