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Godly Illusion

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

Copyright © Pandora Bruwer | Year Posted 2012



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Narcissist, Egotist

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.

Copyright © Pandora Bruwer | Year Posted 2012

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For My Beloved Sister

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

Copyright © Pandora Bruwer | Year Posted 2012

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Son of Sam

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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Joy and Sorrow

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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Beyond the Veil of Death

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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Belgoroth

You are 
         the release of 
     my senses 
                 towards 
                      the worldly descent 
          of 
            my heart.

Copyright © Pandora Bruwer | Year Posted 2014

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Entrapment

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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Fathered By Infection

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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Black Dahlia

Glazed eyes shrouded
in an ivory face
Dark hair in knotted tangles
A look as haunting
as the Devil himself

Fragile shoulders on 
a body like twig
Bowed under the burden 
fate has bestowed
Shivering in the summers breeze
Like a leaf, ripped apart
in an August wind

What horrors lie beneath
The ghostly exterior
What sins did those eyes
witness in days gone by
Did the mute voice
scream in terror,
or laugh in glee

Was the there a time
when those shoulders
were held high
And the arms
embraced in love?

Or was it just horror,
pain, deception and lies...

How could the world
twist something so beautiful
Into horrors untold

Copyright © Pandora Bruwer | Year Posted 2012

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