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50 Words For Poe: Asylum


"50 Words for Poe: ASYLUM"



SHE:
Light
North
Magnetic Mouth
Scorched Brain seeks Rain
Soft sell
Heaven
Hard time
Tainted
Dark Rome inside
White room
Black Ball
Ghost walks through walls 
Words that save 
don’t always rhyme
Freedom
Flies
Midnight Blues
Morning
Star
LOVE
Mirror
Shards
Silent
Reflection
Reigns
through
open
Windows
Walks all Night
Sleeps all Day


HE:
Dark
South
Magnetic Mouth
Provides Rain for Scorched Brain
Hard Cell
Hell
Soft core Hard core
Tainted 
White time
Black room
Black Balled
Locked Door
Fallen
Words lost 
steel bars
no wings to fly
doesnt' walk far
Judgement 
Denied
Lost Key 
Ascension Withheld
Light
Bringer
True Morning
Star
LOVE
Mirror
Shards
Silence is loud
where he remains
Dejection
Rains
through
tightly closed
Windows
he feels the pain


Wolves on their leash 
walking The Yard
4 Windows broken 
broken hard

1 breaks the chains

1 remains safe insane

-  ASYLUM  - 

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)


https://youtu.be/AxBcCggqtZc
Tainted Love/Hannah Peel

“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”

“I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.” 

“I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.”

“The thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. I'm tired, tired of being enclosed here. I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart, but really with it, and in it.”

https://youtu.be/cRCOclPIGHc
Tainted Love/Marilyn Manson

“Terror made me cruel . . .” 

“She burned too bright for this world.” 

“I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.”

“May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.”

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Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 3:57 PM

Love Marilyn Manson. Nice touch....

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:27 AM

“He knew himself a villain—but he deem'd The rest no better than the thing he seem'd; And scorn'd the best as hypocrites who hid Those deeds the bolder spirit plainly did. He knew himself detested, but he knew The hearts that loath'd him, crouch'd and dreaded too. Lone, wild, and strange, he stood alike exempt From all affection and from all contempt “ Byron, The Corsair

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:27 AM

"Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens - may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:26 AM

“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:25 AM

“Kiss me again, but don't let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer--but yours! How can I?”

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:24 AM

“Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong.”

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:23 AM

“I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been his miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself.”

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:22 AM

If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. My love for the other is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees.

Lady Labyrinth

April 1, 2019 at 4:26 AM

“Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.”