Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Escape Comments

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My soul drowns in the inky blackness
of loneliness.
My solace is the cat-o-nine's whiskers
licking my flesh.
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Cassandra Nightshade
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Colleen Courtney 23 May 2014

I find this particular piece more sad than dark. Almost feels as if your fighting with your inner self on whether you really enjoy this or whether you just wish to please another, hence the drowning in loneliness feel.

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