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Poem: Twisted

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  • erowley@hotmail.com
    Okay, this is my first attempt at a poem revolving around Rogue. Gee... If I suck, let me know! Title: Twisted Author: Errie Wyvern Summary: Twisted shards of
    Message 1 of 1 , Oct 27, 2001
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      Okay, this is my first attempt at a poem revolving around Rogue.
      Gee... If I suck, let me know!

      Title: Twisted
      Author: Errie Wyvern
      Summary: Twisted shards of her mentality scattered around like so
      much broken glass
      Rating: G
      Notes: No reason, really. Just in a depressed mood. And it doesn't
      really ryme. Just a spur of the moment thing.
      Thanks: darkstar, victoria p. You ispired me to work my feelings into
      a work of fiction. Thanks!
      Distribution: WRFA, anyone who wants it. Just tell me beforehand.
      Disclaimer: Own nothing. Got it like milk?

      he left her there
      broken and in tears
      crying out for something she could not recall
      could not remember
      twisted shards of her mentality
      scattered around like so much broken glass
      others mixed in her with her
      piercing her mind
      reading her thoughts
      laughing at her frailness
      she will clutching his scraps of metal
      as a lifeforce
      as the ones that she steals
      she will waste away without him
      become a slip of silk
      a scrap of cotton
      whispering in the wind
      "I don't want you to go..."
      And he, a lump of cold earth
      a pale slab of granite
      will reply
      "I'll be back for these..."
      she will twist
      turn like a fish in poisoned water
      her mind and soul were twisted
      almost to the point
      of breaking
      but not really
      because she is as him
      she can't ever break
      for she will heal
      but not her sanity
      it will stay twisted
      bent at odd forty degree angles
      hanging from sharpened trees
      laying on black onyx
      all making her as
      twisted as she was never supposed to be
      she will still scream
      "I don't want you to go..."
      and still he will say
      "I'll be back for these..."
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