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Sweet, sweet Agony.
I find your lithe and
Nimble fingers
Picking away at
The seams of
My dreams.
Tearing away at
My escape
From reality.
Wrenching me away
From it and
Throwing me back
Into the cold embrace
Of pain.
Your cold embrace,
Held together with
Loving arms.
Sweet, sweet Agony.
- by jake solace |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/16/2008 |
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- Title: Sweet, Sweet Agony
- Artist: jake solace
- Description: A little pet project of mine. Some have said it describes city life. Some have said it describes relationships. I woke up one day and just wrote it, so it's up for interpretation. Commentaries and critiques are more than welcome.
- Date: 12/16/2008
- Tags: sweet sweet agony
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Xotaku-sama - 12/21/2008
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*thinks for a bit*
I think it describes a typical day of a slave during the 1800s, before the Civil War, since they were punished when they didn't do exactly what the plantation owner said, but that wasn't their fault; they couldn't understand what he/she was saying.
In any case, 5/5 forever. This is just what I've been looking for. biggrin - Report As Spam