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Shattered dreams, twisted sheets
Am I awake or still locked in a dream?

Irrational hatred, jealously
Slit her pretty little throat
Lost in wild fantasies, nightmares
Emotions twisted, becoming deranged
Walking the fine line between hatred and love
Have I lost my last bit of sanity?
Who the hell have I become?
Clenched teeth, tightened fist
Its impossible to settle on an emotion
Tossing, turning, reeling in the dark
Open my eyes and see feathers fly
Comforting warmth wrapped around me
It was the pillow, not her
It was the blanket, not him
Destined to dwell in unhappiness
Perhaps I have become an emotional masochist
I live to be hurt and almost bid it to come
Lost clarity as to what I want

Broken dreams, tangled sheets
Am I still dreaming or is this reality?
©2005-2009 ~Elf-Prosetry
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Author's Comments

Written: May 17, 2004

*skips posting old description and writes a new one*

I remember writing this. *laughs* wow, I was pretty.... irrationally jealous, as the poem aptly describes. Especially since there was nothing to be jealous over at the time. At all. But considering the circumstances, I didn't realize that. *gets lost in memories for awhile* Anyways...

I suppose you could take this poem as fair warning for what happens when I feel threatened or any hint of jealousy involving any female and my guy. Touch (or even think about touching) my Tav-hun and die. That about sums it up.

As ~latenightlethargy put it when first submitted: "The scorn of a woman... whats worse, the scorn of an elven woman :-p"

Damn straight.

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:iconakiko-writings:
wow... very nice. I really like the first and last stanza how the kind of mirror eachother.

*saluts you* I solmenly swear I'll never touch your Tav-hun. Don't want to be at the reciving end of your anger. XD

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:iconelf-prosetry:
Haha, smart girl. ;-)

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:iconcyryn:
Protective, aren't we? Either way, nice piece of emotional poetry.

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:icondrakeraist:
That was so excellent. Favorite. Thanks allot. Cheers!

Always,
Rob<3

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:iconelf-prosetry:
So glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for the :+fav:.

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