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Black Dahlia

Black Dahlia

Black Dahlia most fair
Doleful blossom in hair
Bereft of mortal design
Rising starlet once divine

Mossy eyes vacant stare
Silence escorts deep despair
Upon a bonny callow lass
Who bade thee a brutal pass?

Abandon on dank ground
Cyan lips render bound
Beauty alas became thee
Fostered on thou mystery

Fret naught restless bloom
Elegy decants dire tomb
Come hither exalted release
Grant to thee, rest in peace

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Ian William

Majestic as always Poetess! I remember watching documentaries about that case years ago, such brutality.Β 

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Nigel Cresswell...

Ah, Lisa, the Black Dahlia. I am in the Man Ray train of thought.Β 
NigelΒ 

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A Lonely Journey

Darkness,Β 
Beautifully murderous, young lady.Β 
I love the way you write dark so gorgeously, and effortlessly.Β 
I think it would be nice to be murdered by you. : 0Β 

Great write,Β 

Matthew.Β 

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A Lonely Journey

I know, I meant that as a compliment, so thanks for understanding.Β Β 
Your kindness is excruciatingly nice. lol.Β 

Have a date grey, my friend.Β 

Marthrew.Β 

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A Lonely Journey

Thanks Buddy, I wouldn't want to be murdered by anyone but you.Β 
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A Lonely Journey

You're killing me, my friend!...literally!Β 
Thank you, Mrs. Manson.Β 

TTYS,Β 

Matthew.Β 

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Terry Kay

Your just brilliant beyond me.Β  Dark and beautiful.Β  Love your work!Β  Love, Terry Kay

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