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rockerbabe95 — The Evil White
Published: 2011-10-25 05:31:18 +0000 UTC; Views: 234; Favourites: 6; Downloads: 2
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First comes the creak,when the snowy jaws of the beast unhinge
to release the foul Furies,
descending over me with their deathly white wings,
ready to tear me from my shadowy heaven
as my last hour of imprisonment prepares to begin anew
with the prick
of their jaws and razor talons piercing my skin,
searching mercilessly for the vessel
through which my body and mind will belong to them
when they finally conquer my beating fists
and through me spreads the numb,
that all-encompassing feeling of selflessness
as my detached hand falls to the ground
and the Furies prod my lifeless skin,
never content with a simple victory over flesh,
but only when they are the last demons I see
before my eyelids fall
and I am enshrouded once more in this cloak of darkness.
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It's been a while since I've been on, but I think it's pretty good. It reminds me of the myth of Prometheus chained to the mountain. But it also sort of sounds like a person that gets no rest as they go through the day, only night/sleep is release.
Am I close? You've gotta tell me what inspired you in writing this.
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Thanks! 
Not really, but I like that take on it. I was picturing an insane asylum, with the padded cells and everything hospital white. The doctors are the Furies, with their white lab coats, the numb is the sedative (I thought it would be too obvious to make them have "needle talons") that makes her lose control of her body. I couldn't decide if the dark was a release or a prison, so I sort of made it both, it's an escape and her chains at the same time.
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