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Salem

October 18, 2011
By EarthAngel GOLD, Akeley, Minnesota
EarthAngel GOLD, Akeley, Minnesota
15 articles 8 photos 15 comments

Your heart is white with absence
No original thought goes through your head
A failure of personality hence,
Such as a tear has never been shed
You don’t move from your opinions
No speck of dirt on your colorless dress
A porcelain face seems to withhold your poisons.
At night, running barefoot in your nightdress,
A mob of angry Christians run along.
There will, indeed, be a hanging tonight.
It was too bad the witch is headstrong,
Crying, she said ‘I love God’ in fright.
They found her guilty. Thank God, you say.
Hell is waiting for you, while you accuse away.



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on Oct. 25 2011 at 11:00 am
NotWriting_Bazinga PLATINUM, Park Rapids, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;She thought in Italics and felt in CAPITALS.&quot; Henry James, Jr<br /> &quot;The terrible part is the truth is the only thing you want to hear.... but the last thing you want to admit.&quot; Casey Dalton

I LOVE THIS POEM!!! You Salem Witch obsessor!! ;)

KEEP WRITING!!!