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She leans over her grave and weeps,
the trees beneath the barren hills bow their heads, 
as the raving winds bellow through the arcade of bushes around her head.
the trees join quietly in the ceremony.
Tears streams down her lean drag face,
flooding the pillow under her grave.

In silence she undresses
the misery of her past.
riddled with puzzles,
laden with mysteries
each segment opposed.

The writhing lasted two hours,
blades, penetrates her head,
spilling blood all over her bed.
Frenetic screams climbs the hills,
whipping the wind into a raging storm
 through the room.
She rips the pillow beneath her head,
smashing the radiant mirror across the bed.
Beyond, there was no answer.

Her moaning increased, but her pains did not cease.
She falls asleep directly on her grave,
with the weeping knife protruding from her chest.

©2013 Christine Phillips

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  1. Date: 8/12/2013 2:04:00 PM
    I'm truly curious as to what inspired this. Really powerful.

  1. Date: 6/8/2013 1:02:00 PM
    You go beyond mere poetry Christine, one cannot possibly read this and not feel affected by it, thank you for sharing, may the angels deliver their peace unto you now and forever, Always, Rose xxx

  1. Date: 4/26/2013 7:49:00 PM
    Christine, truly creepy, very chilling. You capture the situation well.

  1. Date: 3/17/2013 2:49:00 PM
    What vivid imagery....what anguish...great write! Thanks for your visit to my work!

  1. Date: 3/17/2013 7:47:00 AM
    Disturbing and yet captivating. It's good to see work that evokes emotion.