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Songs for Dead Girls
by Aaron BlairThey don't write songs for girls
with open insides, no odes to
viscera, no bloody kisses. They
give you no voice, only sand
into your wounds, the sound of
nothing becoming deafening
as your life seeps quietly out
and into the thirsty ground. 01/09/2004 Author's Note: Out of nowhere.
Posted on 01/09/2004
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Blair
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kalikala Smith on 01/13/04 at 06:25 AM i echo what everyone has said, and then some. this is truly one of my favorites on this site... partially because i identify with it so well, partially because it is so well written. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 01/17/04 at 12:48 AM Ye gods. Astonishing. |
| Posted by S. Elizabeth on 01/02/05 at 05:00 AM The truth is painful, this tears me to pieces |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 02/20/05 at 01:44 AM Aaron what can I possibly say when your poem is absolute perfection? It's definitely a great "look see" into a realm we try to ignore.
~~ Kyle Anne |
| Posted by Melanie J Yarbrough on 07/18/05 at 05:46 AM you've inspired me- but I'm afraid to write right now because I might end up just copying exactly what you wrote down. so I'll wait, let it sink in. nice |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 02/04/07 at 12:27 PM Dead girls is dead on! To come from nowhere, this made a dead end to my favorites list. |
| Posted by Kalikala Smith on 04/03/07 at 03:25 AM i commented about this awhile ago, and i still love it. i actually put a tune to it... added to it. i'm sure it ruined it, but i felt like i had to do something with it. |
| Posted by Timothy Burns on 09/26/09 at 04:26 PM The ones from out of nowhere usually are the great ones. And this is really one of them. |
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