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CRYSTYLE by Torrence The Black Flower by MaryBeth Purity by Christian Vien Author Unknown by Ryan Murphy untitled by Rocky Roberts "a day in the life" by Jose Vadi War by Kathleen Gilbert submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition |
The Black Flower by MaryBeth into a life full of sin Unsuitable to live in a native land black flower of society lives in a state of confusion It merely survives out of fear One night of adornment an outcast its left her Alone in a world so cold holding onto the symbol of sin She attempts to stand up approaching the cross Searching for her next move as a man draws near, Close to the public shame In his eyes a manifest of fury, blood of the flower, fellow sinner could it be? why now in the state for rage has he picked to appear The hussy begins to weep as he draws near Not has her faith ever brought forth this much agony His livid expression and his devious smirk, show he knows more than she With one breathe of his he can make her public indignity deeper The power he possesses regulates everyone around him |
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