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Fake face
Fake smile
Fake voice
I'll run a mile
Yes master
No master
Of course master
Now master
Gothic witch
Gothic dream
Your downfall
In my smile
Eyes radiating
False adoration
Your spell
Oh so vile
Empty words
Empty syllables
I'll empty out
Your lies
Cold iron
Strong will
My claws ripping
At your heart
Claws ripping
Blood dripping
My icy,
gleeful smile
Fake face
Smashed
Fake smile
Thrashed
Fake voice
Silenced
You don't fool me
Anymore
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Splendor amazing
People gazing
Beauty unfair
Creation, salvation
No trepidation
An ego to sear
You act above us
You are below us
Buried beneath your lies
Narcissist, egotist
Quaint Gothic God
Selfish, greedy
Your looks are getting seedy
Pretty looks, little crook
I'll catch you at your game
Devil with the boyish face
Go away, don't leave a trace
Steal my heart
Steal my soul
your beauty
My downfall
Splendor, amazing
People gazing
Beauty unfair
Creation, salvation
No trepidation
An ego to sear.
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I fled his tyranny
Not thinking
Not considering
That you will be next
Escape,
The only thing
I thought of.
From the pain
The humiliation
The bruises
The hurt
The suffering
Never look back
Never think of it
Never consider the consequences
Of being free
Your beautiful cheek
stained with the tears
of my actions.
A young life shattered
by my desperation
I am sorry
I should have thought
That you would be next
In your innocence
In your beauty
You were perfect
For his perversion
You are the porcelain doll
I dropped on the ground
Shattered into a million pieces
I may have escaped
But the guilt
Will never leave
Will never go away
It will gnaw rodent like
at the fine interior of my soul
at the casing of my heart
Till I can take it no more
I am sorry sister
For not realizing
That in my escape
I have brought doom
Unto you
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Voices, hissing in your ear,
Voices, installing unknown fear
How do you silence voices
That no-one else can hear
How do you tame
That strange, unknown fear
Lies and deceit
how it twists your perception
Safely it starts,
whispers of insecurity
A bit louder
The things it tells you to do
Ignore it, avoid it,
until the pot boils over
and the evil pours forth
Suggestion into action
Spurned by
the wheel of fate
Rape and ruin
Sodomy, lust
Harder it thrusts
Vampirism, cannibalism,
Pours forth the blood
Open your eyes
witness the lies
away pours the evil
away drowns the lust
Only your conscience,
a quiet distrust
No more voices
Only white padded walls
Your companionship guilt
Cushioning lies
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Held in hands, gently
like a butterfly
A dream of reality
A hope for the future
A glint of joy
of happiness
But as hands are opened
and thee fae fly away
The dream dissolve
the future becomes
the past
The happiness dies away
Do not feel sorrow
do not weep,
be strong.
This happiness
is not wrong
this joy is not a sin.
It should be savoured
Appreciated, enjoyed
Loved for the moment.
Do not overlook a
moment of ecstasy
for the view
Of years of sorrow.
They are too scarce.
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Pandora Bruwer Poem
Twenty one years of Suffering
Lies sprawled on the tiles
In a scarlet pool
Reflecting the moon.
Scarlet droplets
clinging to tangled black hair
How peaceful she looks
How content that smile
Tears of blood remaining
on her cheeks.
A gentle pale hand
still clutching at
the amulet around her neck
Eyes closed, praying
for release
Blood caking
on ivory breasts.
The other hand
clinging to the invisible
Clutching at something unseen
A release from this life
A cold skeletal hand, death?
Expecting the eyes
to open any second
the frail hands
to wipe away
dried red droplets.
But it does not come
The eyes stay closed
The hands lie still
The skin unearthly pale
A peaceful smile
on rosebud lips
Dainty feet covered
in a soft scarlet spray...
Strange how her nightmare
started on an ivory floor
In a pool of scarlet
And how salvation came
Scarlet on the floor...
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Pandora Bruwer Poem
You are
the release of
my senses
towards
the worldly descent
of
my heart.
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A tear stained cheek
caressing the charred body.
No registering the stench
A love so true
It sees him through
beyond the veils of death.
He sees her golden hair
flowing in the breeze
Slender hands, ring adorned
blowing kisses in the wind.
Rosy lips
singing a tune
A slender body
twirling to the song
The tapping of her feet
Graceful arms
embracing him
in everlasting love.
Bold green eyes
filled with defiance
Standing against
the flames.
No fear, no regret.
Only a sad smile
Last words whispered
against the flames.
Forgive them
for they know not
what they
have done.
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You say I'm a whore, father
But who created me?
You say I'm a prostitute to society
But who prostituted me?
You say I'm a perversion of beauty, father
But who perverted me?
You say I aborted your love, father
But who aborted me?
you say there's a darkness behind my eyes
But who placed the darkness there?
You say my heart is rotten, father
But who placed the worm in it's core?
You say you fear me, this demon in my soul
But who instilled this hate, who set the demon free?
You turned your back on me, father
for fear of catching this infection
But father, oh daddy dearest, who infected me?
Can you undo what you have done, daddy
Or must I do it for you?
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Entwined in perfection
Entangled in love
Trapped in dreams
Ensnared like a dove
Perfection that no
dream can have
Sturdiness like no
reality can provide
Safety with only
love as a guide
But the knot came undone
the perfection was gone
The dreams all disappeared
The dove was strangled
All that is left
is love
Suffocated, trampled bleeding
Begging for release
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