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| A poem that i LOVE |
The Blade tears through the same old Hole
But still I cannot stop
The Anger bleeds from in my soul
The emotional first cut
A Blaze Of Red and sweet Release
Echoes from my nerves
But pain it does not seem to cease
Each night it still returns
An addiction to rely on each long day
When nobody else feels
A lifeline to grab and to help you stay
Within a life filled corpse
A manmade razor not built for this
But to clean a smiling face
Now destroying and cutting the surface
Of a child of the human race
A desire like this cannot be resisted
By those of us with the truthful lives
Implements drag then are twisted
To wrench emotions pain from inside
A heart to shatter and veins to break
But still it hurts less than each breath we must take
People to smile for and laughs to fake
As tears roll down from my eyes
The Sweetest
Silent
Lullaby
Blog Category: Life
Added on: 11/06/2006 17:21:10
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