Monday, January 6, 2014

Contemplations Of Death Comments

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The scarlet liquid shimmered in the moonlight;
her helpless, devoured body lie limp in the secure shadows..
With hands shaking, the knife drops to the frosted winter floor and
her deceitfulness lives on no more..
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Melissa Robinson
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Melissa Robinson 12 January 2014

Thank u very much ill be sure to check them out.!

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Mike Barrett 11 January 2014

Melissa, I agree totally with Lamont's comment - a great write. If so moved please check out some of my poems, I really want us Canadians on this site to become more read by our fellow poets/poetesses. Cheers & keep on writing!

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Melissa Robinson 06 January 2014

indeed, Thank you Lamont.!

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Lamont Palmer 06 January 2014

An honest poem that doesn't sacrifice imagination. Nice one. -LP

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