Diana scarlet
By pinda
Thu, 13 Aug 2009
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Alchemistic crime,
people with no altruistic minds.
We're running out of time.
In the graveyard,
below the decrepited leaves.
The coffin isolated,
nothing special, just a sleeve.
Both of her legs were broken,
yet there is no greaves.
(Chorus)
No mourners.
Just a bewildered grave.
Watch those corners.
Because you're never safe.
Diana scarlet,
a maternity nurse.
A caring mother.
Yet.
To another,
she was a victim,
for her purse.
She was ineffectual.
As the man was stronger,
beat her in a way so sexual.
She couldn't take it any longer.
So she vociferated.
As he hesitated.
She felt so violated.
(Chorus)
No mourners.
Just a bewildered grave.
Watch those corners.
Because you're never safe.
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This is such a sad poem and
This is such a sad poem and a sad story aswell. The chorus is very effective, Pinda. Well done!
Beeme xx
k.
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New Pinda yes awful! but
Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on
New Pinda
yes awful!
but happening right now
in these times we were
always asked to go funeral
by Priests.well done to you.
julie cavalcader
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