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 Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 3:33 pm
The days are dark
The sky is black
I take a pencil and make a mark
my door clacks
but no-one is there
like there is care
in the air
anywhere
and I sit here
dressed in black
ready to pack
on my bed
My pencil is running out of led
for the letter I write to you
describes my pain
nobody knew
It feels like I might go
insane
because everything you do
I'll take a train
I hope he will too
And it will be the main
love story
that will come true <33
This world is black
Love
is what we lack
Where's that
Dove
that brings us back
Love
When we're ready to pack
Where's the dove?
Without him we're black
Blood spills
and hearts brake
ache
never to be healed
Razors dance
and knives sing
the sweet song of Death
I have a secret
No-one knows
You wanna know?
If you do
follow me
watch me dance
watch me fall
follow me
do what I do
kiss him, kiss him,
kiss her
do what I do
Don't be scared
Doesn't matter
There's nothing against you
There's nothing against me
follow me
do what I do
kiss him, kiss him, kiss him
kiss her
See
nobody sees
follow me
take the knife
take it and put it to your wrist
See what you can do
See me? See me?
Do it too
no harm
follow, follow me
see me?
follow, follow, follow
take the gun
put it to your head
pull the trigger.
Oops, you did what I did
now you killed yourself
It's not my fault
you did what I did
I will add more.
Also!
I have other accounts on gaia! They are Emowolf61, and ILuvChad365! If yo've seen those poems on those accounts they're mine! Also, the picture of Alice I have in the pic forum is on my EmoWolf profile..so..just to let you know!
Here is one more!
She said she wasn't one of them
She said she never would
She promised herself
She wouldn't see the blood
She wouldn't see the day
When she would try to kill
herself
But, that day happened.
She took the razor
from the draw
and put it across her arm
She didn't cut deep
it was just a scratch
She threw the razor back
and walked to the couch
she cried hard
fearing someone would hear
but no-one did
Since no-one was there
She got up and got it again
wanted to fear
but she was fine
She saw the razor shine
She was like "this life is mine"
and cut deep
making no peep
at all
but, then she was done
and down
the cuts deep
the blood ready to sleep
across the grey-tiled floor
no-one was there to watch her
drown the whole world
down on that grey-tiled floor
biggrin Oh, how my little imagination works mrgreen
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 6:23 pm
i like that 3rd one mrgreen trippy as hell,,,,, but i dig the trippy wink
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 10:56 pm
agreed :] i like the follow me parts
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 1:23 pm
Thanks!
But, what does trippy mean? Please explain. biggrin
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:10 am
Reminds me of MCR. There are dark overtones in all three poems, but the third one hits home with their style.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:19 pm
MCR, really? Wow. I guess that's cool. ^^
Yeah, my poems are dark. I can never write positive things. lol.
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