A Bit Sadistic Poem by Crimson Love

A Bit Sadistic

Rating: 5.0


Knives rip,
unwilling wrists.
As tongues touch
blades love.
As you solemnly bleed,
Crimson pours from sadistic veins.
Only wishing for
the perfect death.
The bloodiest...
The one that will hurt the most.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 04 December 2011

Short but very very powerful, a truly great poem. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Return Of The Crow.

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My friends say i’m Sadistic I say yes I am and i’m Proud of it!

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Doris Cornago 13 January 2014

This is truly graphic CL. And yet you live. That is the magic of a poem, or the skill of a magician, who is the poet who crafts death. After you come back, you will feel life more vividly as one of the undead, but not a zombie. There is a big difference, and only poets know this. Truly a skilled magician weaving magic from the sordid.

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Dipy Hermonite 22 August 2013

Gosh. I could feel the power. Good stuff.

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Ramesh Rai 23 July 2013

A very powerful write.. keep writing on.

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Bella Hernandez 04 December 2011

'Knives rip, unwilling wrists, as tongues touch, blades love' my favorite lines relatively short poem, especailly for you to make but still hold much pain, emotion, everything that you truely feel lovely poem! ~Bella

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