Oxymoron Poem by Stefanie Fontker

Oxymoron

Rating: 5.0


These are holy sins,
You cry, stabbing at me.
But my blood is pure
Devil's juice, it will
Continue to burn you.
Drop your wooden cross.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shadow Girl 12 September 2011

great poetry as always..well said.

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Fool Of Forgiveness 11 September 2011

i like this one..... It has sooo much emotion of hate and anger put in here.... :) but i share these feelings with you.... very good :)

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Elizabeth Grace 11 September 2011

Beautiful, Stefanie. Fantastic imagery, as always.

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Allemagne Roßmann 11 September 2011

Philharmony.....well said

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