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Razorblade Ballet

Once upon a sadness, The darkness came to play And the children of the blood Danced the razorblade ballet An orchestra of the lost Played songs on the night While the winds of misery Carried the pale tunes through Lonely skies And upon vunerable ears this Lullabye of hurt did fall As steel and flesh unite Ancient practice Spill the drops Purge the blackness Scars are mine, pain divine When lights balance holds not the sway Only dancers know the price My razorblade ballet.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 2/23/2009 5:48:00 PM
great title. the first verse is sublime, it could stand on its own. very macabe!
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Date: 2/20/2009 9:05:00 PM
Great poem,love the way it was phrased.
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Date: 2/20/2009 11:46:00 AM
I love the line "Only dancers know the price." This is a really beautiful poem...
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