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In a brightly lit night,
Under the full moon,
There stood a girl,
Of undeniable beauty.

Her hair of ebony,
Her eyes of blue,
Her silk-like skin,
And her crimson lips.

But a flaw there was,
In her perfect being,
She was emotionless,
Practically dead.

Beyond her icy orbs,
You can see nothing,
But complete darkness,
Complete nothingness.

She couldn't laugh,
She couldn't cry,
She couldn't love,
She couldn't live.

She exists without a reason,
She's alive but dead inside,
But what made it nice is,
That she can be hurt no more.

2007-09-29 00:57:24 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Poetry

thanks Dondi, that's so sweet. :D

2007-09-29 02:31:11 · update #1

3 answers

That, my dear, is undoubtedly on of the best I have every had the priveledge to read. Thank you for sharing it. The last line would work nowhere else. Beautiful, and beautifully done.

2007-09-29 01:33:20 · answer #1 · answered by Dondi 7 · 0 0

Beautiful last 2 lines. made the poem. I was wandering around till the last 2 lines. Thanks....

2007-09-29 09:04:48 · answer #2 · answered by cynic 4 · 0 0

rewrite
You could see nothing

sounds a good narrative poem

2007-09-29 09:04:06 · answer #3 · answered by ari-pup 7 · 0 0

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