RequiemA Story by Samantha ~virginpoetTempest soul bound to this world by
Passion and pain
Not quite alive yet not quite dead She is somewhere in between Her origins are unknown Her purpose is undetermined She just wanders struggling to find her place Her heart abandoned her long ago She carries a jar with her Filled to the tip with the hearts of those she encounters And it never spills Some say she is a demon Put here to torture the hearts of those Foolish enough to let her close Others say its a trophy To gloat about the hearts she has seduced
Truth is she can't help it
The hearts are attracted to her Her allure is too strong for them She was reluctant at first resistant Now she needs them to survive To feel anything She is blindfolded as she scowers the scorched earth Perhaps to hide her dangerous eyes Perhaps so she can't see where she is going No It is so she can't see where she came from So she won't see the path of ruin in which she caused Streams fall from her hidden eyes As she tends to her wounded heart Trying to find one that will fit To make her whole again Her search seems endless How can you replace something irreplaceable Another victim's heart stolen Another added to the collection Another tear to fall
Hope is what courses her veins
A hope to find her heart So she can relinquish those she's held captive So she can stop walking on broken souls A hope that will be her personal prison A ghost singing the requiem for her former self By Samantha Campbell © 2011 Samantha ~virginpoetAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on April 6, 2011 Last Updated on April 7, 2011 AuthorSamantha ~virginpoetOHAboutHAD MY BABY BOY 12/29/2013 at 10:57 he weighs 8 pounds 4oz 19 in long I am married to a fellow poet on this site http://www.writerscafe.org/itz_JuggZ aka Stevo The Poe-t I cant sleep without kno.. more..Writing
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