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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 6:48 am
These are just a couple of my poems. I've only had critisicsm from friends and family on these, so please be honest and tell me what you think. Even if you think their the worst things you've ever laid eyes on, say so.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 6:52 am
Metal and flesh
Metal and flesh made for each other one is the secret that must be covered one is the bringer, the cold metal lover not alive but loved like no other
slash and tear, a secret fear a teardrop made of blood falls to the ground, a silent sound then teardrop turns to flood
drowned and pure there is no cure, the red plague on the wall the knife has killed, my blood has spilled into oblivion i fall
I lie here now drowned in tears and blood suicide's a sin and i always knew i could
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 7:03 am
Your tears are your lies
Your tears are your lies I lie here in your arms as you pretend to cry More lethal than cyanide they fall inside me as i start to die
Hurry me to eternal sleep Haunt with ghosts to earn my keep My open wound is starting to weep as are my eyes as the stars begin to peep
You're tears are my poison Hot and wet they burn my skin Ambulance arrives with noise on Heal my wound not the pain within
I can't take these people Driving me crazy inside The birds watch from the steeple as i finish my suicide
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 7:06 am
Would it be better if i was alone
why can't i see the world around? why can i only hear the sounds? the screams and the moans the incessant bass tones would it be better if i was alone?
I live in a world a world on my own i walk down the street and smell the pheromones the sweat and the tears born of ridiculous fears the moans of the people falling on blocked ears blocked with rebates and debates and loans would it be better if i was alone?
I'm stuck here in a world of pain if i could see i would go insane but if I've learnt one thing and I'll tell you this there's nothing like ignorance because ignorance is bliss
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