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Hell, can taste saintly

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Hell can taste saintly…
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I’m not an innocent girl,
to deal with me you have to be brave, you have to deal with your own darkness and the «devil’s back»…

Because this country girl from the frozen Arctic
has a dark secret you only can watch in her sapphire blue eyes if you dare…

-nobody has tried to… yet-

but, my ghostly demons are what drove him wild,
together with
my dangerous mind,
my sinful lips,
my heavy pain and
my sorrowful tongue
and craziness of a soul
and a cold heart from the past.

All my monsters of nightmarish origins from my cage within playing with a razor blade together with your voices in your head.

Feel the passionate pain,
touch my prism tears with your fingertips,
keep my Snow White body naked,
tie the diamond barbed wire around my neck and give me pleasure
like fire in the rabbit hole.

Kiss my mischievous eye spark,
be my Lucifer tonight…

-and as you look deep into her sapphire blue eyes,
you understand what made
you hungry about her
-and you are in trouble..

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@orkidedatter

The mask of flame

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My own art @orkidedatter_artist

A closed world and betrayed by all.

I`m cold and freezing, no one to hold me.

I lose my mind, accustomed to the concept of

being sad.

They took my body, slayed my joy of life.

Masks of dark shadows in the night, beckon in

the moonlight.

A mind molestad by malicious madness,

tearing me apart.

My deathly demise seems to be my embrace to

a better place.

The wolf`s heart trembles in misunderstood

love.

The wings of the unknown demon strike me on

the cheek,

down my jaws to my spine and pain burned

like a hidden

love in disguise.

The mask of flame hunts me in the darkest

night, a ghost from

my past is back.

My heart is silent.

A beautiful silence in the middle of a black

storm.

A bloody fist, a broken mirror, my shadow is

laughing.

Peripheral view moved along us, made to be

broken.

Bats piercing my mind with toxit tears and

saliva.

I have no chance, everything is fake, cold and a

empty coffin

with human body dust.

My first breathe in this world and I was already

judged.

I am not a soul that is on a dead or alive

poster…

I am invisible and not worthy to breathe.

When the mask of flames ignite again….

RUN….

-Orkidedatter-

Behind a mask

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Poet, poetry, Norwegian, Norge, Norsk, dikter, forfatter, my life, dark poetry, creative, my soul, my heart, authorArt: my own @orkidedatter

– Behind a mask-

Behind a mask, someone is hiding

my door was opened to my safe place

now it became my prison

I cried – no one saw my tears

I screamed in disgust – no one has ever

heard them

a little girl’s fragility gets crushed by the crime

caught in the curse of the mask

no escape

trapped in a body that slowly have died

she buried herself in pain

so as not to feel what she saw

a empty shell with a color of black

behind a mask an unwritten diary

beneath rolling waves

a sea of guilt

bound with chains and trapped in mystery

every minute passed and I felt the hell that

even darkness feared .

-Orkidedatter-

Kissing the sky

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Artist Norway norwegian artist acryl kunstner forfatter dikter norsk dikter poet poetry kiss love love hurts Art: my own @Orkidedatter

-Kissing the sky-

words ran out of his masculine mouth like a

river of stones

«Kissing the sky»

I could feel the changes of the breeze from

falling sparkling stars from our solar system

in this night of symphony

tears in heaven writing through the trees

I read the signs from you

it’s feels like I’m dreaming

I can still feel your warmth from your body

when you dying in my arms

and your Venus lost her mind…

I cry…I scream…

I fight every heart string within not to feel

…they said it will be ok…

I scream louder things I shouldn’t have done…

but, have you ever been so shattered,

feels like nobody is listening….

«Kissing the sky» the wind blows in my ear…

The pain.. I’m losing control..

my heart is devastated

my soul is splintred

I’m lost without you

back to war zone..

wishing I could push a button and my life

would unwind

a revolution in my thoughts

you was my diamond

I am at the bottom now

laying on the ground with your picture in my

hand

where the midnight and my sadness meet

rewinding our lives

no memories can get you back…

don’t cover my scars

let them bleed

it feels like I’m dreaming

watching a bird in flight to my

burning flame of pain inside

you are coming to take me home

we are kissing the sky

in a darkened road

where no Angels dare to go…

-Orkidedatter-

-That girl-

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That girl show her burned and

massacred wounds

she yearn for souls with depths

deeper than world ocean`s 

blue and dark souls who have

seen the furies in perdition 

that girl rip off chains of this

mental cage however beaten

always a soul of the miserable

intertwined with the lost ones

a desire to fight 

heartbeating

soul singing

spirit rising

phoenix within catches her legacy

finally find home

solicitations to be your gravyard

please, bury her skeleton with conscience

after your demons have eaten her soul out

and you raise that girl spirit

to yours dark heart

of a dead soul in a permanent pain.

-Orkidedatter-