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She Bore Many Empty Nights

The lies in her eyes are lost in love's twilight. While an emptiness lives through each night. Shadows spread across heart's floor. Where love lives no more. Ghosts now dwell, bore, from her hell. Behind each closed door, her face alone to adore. In lonely beds, love is not contrite. The lies in her eyes are lost in love's twilight. contest..An Invented Form..I'd call it Mirror Rhyme 2/11/15

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Skat A

Date: 2/27/2015 10:52:00 PM

Frederic, CONGRATULATIONS, on your Win :-) ~SKAT~

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 2/24/2015 1:03:00 AM

Great emotive write Frederic! Loved the perfect nomenclature,, Congrats on ur win!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/23/2015 8:16:00 AM

Love the poem and the name you provided.

Casarah Nance

Date: 2/23/2015 7:45:00 AM

Ohh so nicely done! I enjoyed this one, grats on your win~

Jan Allison

Date: 2/23/2015 2:11:00 AM

beautifully penned Frederic - many congrats:-) Hugs Jan xx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/23/2015 12:48:00 AM

Frederic, I love how you depicted her sorrow and emptiness in this poem. I was not sure how you meant the word bore in the middle, so it was purely a subjective thing with me. Anyway, i think you did great with my form!! congrats for your win. Mirror rhyme , by the way, i think is already a named form.