A_Perfect_Sonnet
03-08-2005, 08:19 PM
I'm asking that no one crit this please, I don't plan on returning a crit if I receive one.
Ben Stivers
3/8/05
Cheitan's Girl
Blow out the beauty,
Inhale your smoke.
Girls don't need to speak,
Girls don't need to breathe.
Your silver lining has faded,
All that's left are the ashes.
Glow red, and knock the embers to the floor.
Read into your heartbeats,
An angel just lost its wings.
She comes, covered in false light.
She comes to steal your breath.
Ignore the urge to rest your eyes tonight.
As fierce as ten furies,
Born into the night sky,
She'll bring you in close,
Til it's time to feed.
Don't let her take you away,
Don't let her take you away.
Ben Stivers
3/8/05
Cheitan's Girl
Blow out the beauty,
Inhale your smoke.
Girls don't need to speak,
Girls don't need to breathe.
Your silver lining has faded,
All that's left are the ashes.
Glow red, and knock the embers to the floor.
Read into your heartbeats,
An angel just lost its wings.
She comes, covered in false light.
She comes to steal your breath.
Ignore the urge to rest your eyes tonight.
As fierce as ten furies,
Born into the night sky,
She'll bring you in close,
Til it's time to feed.
Don't let her take you away,
Don't let her take you away.