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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555751" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Her Bliss</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death is in the flower's heart –<br>Why to cry for life of any petal? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death in purple ink of weary pens<br>Betrays the written yearnings<br>On her scented paper.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death is laughing in her cry; <br>Her broken heart forlorn upon the sleeve.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death ignores the plight of any purity – <br>He doesn’t care or seem to be aware of<br>What her dewy eye desires, <br>For Death beckoned: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Embrace the jar! '<br>And yes, she did –<br>For Death, of course.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After all, no other man would <br>Open up her hand and bid her with a kiss, <br>So Death became her bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide<br>suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide<br>suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide<br>suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide suicide</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+R+Slaughter">Mark R Slaughter</a><div class=q>
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Death in purple ink of weary pens
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Her broken heart forlorn upon the sleeve.

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