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"Crushed Velvet"
  by TS
  - This Poem is a response to the poem Valentines Massacre by TS


The red velvet dripped from my lips
As i experienced the many emotions brought upon by this day
I could feel the red wine trickle from my center
Down my thighs and onto my feet
As i escorted death into my womb
I tried to refrain from seeing eye to eye
With Valentine's Day...
Because you see although today you might exchange
Lustfilled fluids with another
And blame it on hallmark...
I reminisce about the fluids i shed and accuse...love
And on a day where Love seems to glitter in gold
I lost a treasure
Once safely placed on my linings
My body providing all his needs
And protecting him from harm...
But today two years ago
I seduced death with a red dress
And opened my legs
Leading him to the exact location of a tiny being with an enormous soul
His soul towered over me from here to the moon
Looking down to me in shame
While my eyes drowned in hope
In hopes that he'd understand my pain...
I remember looking into Heaven
And wondering if i'd ever make it out of this hell
For my actions clearly stated that i married the Devil
And he wanted the angelic being inside of me
He wanted my baby to witness his mother
Selfishly getting fucked by death
Until my legs and my belly went numb
I remember being lubricated in a cherry substance
Pain shooting up and down from my death trap to my heart
A death-attack on a soul that never made it far...
And as i laid in hopes that on my grave my death would mark Feb.14
Tears began to fall backwards
In a race to wash away the blood that leaked from inside of me
But only succeeding in pushing out of me pieces of me
Pieces i wasnt ready to give up
I could see my heart dismantled and my soul ripped apart
All blended with pain and tinted red...
Sucked into a tube that lead into a box
My baby's coffin was white and slightly grey..
Sitting on a table at the end of my feet
..Wishing it was me compressed instead..
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Date Submitted: Feb 14, 2008 (12:25 AM)
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  church gurl
11/08/09 (08:59 PM) 
Omg!!! that is soooo sad...Your words flow sooo effortless!!!!!

  9HANTOM
06/30/08 (09:37 AM) 
NICE....

  The Mad Poet
04/10/08 (11:51 PM) 
Damn this is a very sad piece ma I'm sorry u had to go through something like this...very emotional piece it really touched me to read about soo much pain and heartache in one write on so many levels...u wrote this one from the soul ma...keep your head up and stay strong...*muahs*

  xsshkaxmx
04/04/08 (10:41 PM) 
this poem is just so ... idk how to explain it . all of my emotions just gathered up at once & i got goose bumps . this is great . your aree a great poet .

  Shadow
03/16/08 (07:24 PM) 
omg! this was heartwrenching mama! I can not believe what I just read this was horrifying. I'm soooo sorry you went through this ma! wow!! the way you described it all and captivated the feelings and thoughts...he the devil wanting the angel inside of you...that blew me away. this is a favorite for sure simply for the way you described it all. wow mama *hug* i'm in shock!

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