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My Mind
im gonna give you my opinion on life and its many hardships ALSO I WRITE ALL MY OWN POETRY PEOPLE !!!
A season’s end

Flowers die and so do trees the winter of my summer begins
Poisoning any chance of making a new life free of old sins
But life is never like that its hard and sickening
Filled with anger stupidity and bickering

My fragile love is dying slowly but she won’t move
She’s stubborn and stupid yet sweet and kind
The thing I always wanted to make mine
She was there for me when nothing was fine
I love her but her anger is our death
My patience is running dry almost nothing left

How can I save her and make care for my heart?
How do I make her care for what I feel?
Hollow is my heart beating with despair
Knowing that she’d rather be angry than care

She screams things to hurt me she does things to injure me
Crippling heart and dying life winter to summer
Her anger gets hotter her temper shorter
As I try to get ever more closer
Why does love have to pain my soul?
Gripping my chest emotions grown cold

Love me I scream to her but she looks away
A cold tear falls from my eye for her
She’ll never see it because I don’t matter
My situation is pathetic but not as much as me
A bleeding heart can’t heal and I can never know
What kind of man I want to show

I’m not the right one her eyes say
I’m her reason for anger her hands say
I’m her frustration her lips say
I’m her love my heart says

Love is tricky because of our different minds
I am worthless because I feel
My heart beats so strong yet nobody hears it
I want her to listen to it but she doesn’t give a s**t
She’s a walking hypocrite
And I never get tired of it because she’s my habit

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Chaotic Chains
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commentCommented on: Mon Jul 28, 2008 @ 06:26am
wow no comments

commentCommented on: Sat May 16, 2009 @ 09:07am
This has an incredible flow to it. I've read this and a few others, and I'm floored by the rhythm that pulses in my head through each prose.
I sit imagining the way your tempo works, how your rhythm is...
And the pain is palpable! Love is bitter-sweet. And without the bad, the good would seem like less.
Good stuff. Got the chills. o3o

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