[OOC] POETRY HOUR
Sep. 2nd, 2009 05:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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impossible_thng dared Ianto to write angsty goth poetry. This is the result.
Yes, it's supposed to be this awful.
This is a soul
Warped past recognition
Dark and bitter
Like coffee
Served
Black.
The scorched taste of failure
That lingers at the back of my throat
Mixed with the bile of a thousand rejections
Is this sorrow?
This, that crushes me
Or is it some strange satanic joy?
Because
(after all)
We are defined by pain
The tracing of scars over flesh
The moment of breathless anticipation
When
A beautiful thing
Falls.
impossible_thng dared Ianto to write angsty goth poetry. This is the result.Yes, it's supposed to be this awful.
This is a soul
Warped past recognition
Dark and bitter
Like coffee
Served
Black.
The scorched taste of failure
That lingers at the back of my throat
Mixed with the bile of a thousand rejections
Is this sorrow?
This, that crushes me
Or is it some strange satanic joy?
Because
(after all)
We are defined by pain
The tracing of scars over flesh
The moment of breathless anticipation
When
A beautiful thing
Falls.
