Rigid Corpse

by Kirsty palmer   Jul 19, 2007


Hold the knife above my head
Gazing into your eyes
The sharp point made of lead
The fearless face is my disguise

Shaking as my hand grips tighter
Lunging towards your smirking face
All this because you were a fighter
The anger soon become my disgrace

Towering over you as you bleed
A brisk smile occurs
Now you will never again mislead
Like you did to hers

All your lies come spilling out
As you lay rigid on the floor
And in my mind there is no doubt
That you can not hurt anymore

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  • 17 years ago

    by Wallace

    Wow, the emotions the imagery such a heartfelt piece. Great work you put into it. Amazing job.

  • 17 years ago

    by Intoxic8dBeautyxXHaNaXx

    This piece is great yet I'm not that impressed. I'm expecting more than this. Nevertheless, the flow was great and quite imaginative. Worth a try.

  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    This poem is superb. You wrote it excellently. Topic is interesting and atmosphere of this piece is great. It really deserves 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by CompletelyIncomplete

    Good poem with nice rhymes written consecutively. Creative and a good attempt. :)

    tc

  • 17 years ago

    by Melpomene

    I liked this poem although again I found it to be cliche. The flow was spot on though and It didn't rock at all. The imagery was vivd and great I truely loved that about this piece. None the less a good effort but not the best i've read by you today. ~mel

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