<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/dark_mistress736"><title>A POET IN HELL'S HEAVEN - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/</link><description /><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/556257" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/556027" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/552372" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/551750" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/551538" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/550058" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549872" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549870" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549654" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/548672" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/556257"><title>COLD WISHES</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/556257</link><description>24/05 Make a wish, blow blow; steal the flame and dare to hope. Make a wish eat the dream, chew chew; a simple plea a begging bargain and can the day be helped? A cold midnight waltz run bare foot and cut with lacerated fear; a single lingering light shining burning... barely surviving the winter...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/556027"><title>UNTITLED</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/556027</link><description>Piece me together I can't seem to find them all myself. Broken Faulty And begging to be saved. Scared to the darkest reaches of this nightmare, Free falling on the ground... Can't you help me? A picture perfect shadow Carved right here in blood, The tonal work my acidic tears Burning Burning, All...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/552372"><title>UNTITLED</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/552372</link><description>19/04/08 Never okay. Balancing upon life Teetering with maniacal glimmer at the cliffs' edge. Waves crashing Creeping up Climbing with the stealth of a murderer to grab me; To snatch with talons of malicious intent... A dagger to my skin. Loss of control Begging to find hope in free fall...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/551750"><title>UNTITLED</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/551750</link><description>18/04/08 Fight me to my own bloody death Tease me until the darkness soothes my mind And prayer that the indulgence won't enlighten me. A beast in repose The princess quietly drugged And enjoying the orchestrated chaos. Could you ever believe in the toll? The dead church bells Ringing out across...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/551538"><title>UNTITLED</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/551538</link><description>17/04/08 One deflated burnt out sunset, A million more that missed the mark. A child Naive, Deceived and robbed of pure innocence; Just like every other home brewed soldier... Oh we dared to be brave, To sing in catatonic waves of humiliation; Lovers who never knew such beauty And even more sadly...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/550058"><title>TOO MUCH</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/550058</link><description>I do apologise this is a little long but I despise editing my poems, so I'm just warning you all. 16/04/08 There's a lot of time in here, Not too much of it counts at all And I have a feeling the seconds are long gone. I watched the stars melt away in years that passed too easily Witnessed the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549872"><title>COMPLETION UNWHOLE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549872</link><description>15/04/08 Complete me now, I've waited so long to hear the day in your smile. I've waited with old-fashioned vigor just to see your warmth To witness the dusk skies settle on your breath; And tell me please sweet creator Why it is that I'm still cold? Oh the promises you gave The sweet fantasies...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549870"><title>COMPLETION UNWHOLE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549870</link><description>15/04/08 Complete</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549654"><title>UNTITLED</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/549654</link><description>Pitter patter on roof-tops, one single woven mistake and I think the frog lord lied. Oh there were precious ticks that hung around, tocks that took hold of my heart. Merely a failure though acidic unforgiving footsteps too small to have ever been my own, like the scars that brazenly stare up at...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/548672"><title>UNTITLED</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/dark_mistress736/548672</link><description>THIS WAS WRITTEN ON THE 18TH OF FEBRUARY Can't help but glisten in retrospective silence Can't help but stand and deliver with agitated psychosis, Oh yes and I believe dear servant That perhaps this day is deader than the thought of your love. Pushed beyond a found momentum of indifference...</description></item></rdf:RDF>