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Bad Apples
Contributed by
darkkai
on
Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 05:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Through the fire burns a heart,
dark and sweet.
Hallowed ground disturbed by robbers,
treasures are sought.
Little crimes devour our hearts,
lost and pointless.
Weeping saints bleed for us,
forgiveness is golden.
Do we have the power to convert?
prophecy w/out a chance.
our tiny minds explode
as the sun bursts in the east.
Broken trust, redeemed by revenge,
pain is pleasure.
Lumber at your feet, he ran away.
Bible and Guns
Drunk and Peturbed,
your conscience is guilty.
Perplexed and wide-eyed,
I still love you...don't bleed to death
Damnit
Copyright ©
darkkai
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2003-01-08 17:40:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Bad Apples
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 05:42:59 PM AEST (User
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This describes Bad Apples sooo very well hehe....i enjoyed this one alot, it's full of beauty, yet pain, and confusion..i enjoyed reading this one my friend as always your poetry is a pleasure to read...
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Re: Bad Apples
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Thursday, 9th January 2003 @ 12:00:20 PM AEST (User
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I liked this especially the line, 'Weeping saints bleed for us,' that just filled my mind with lots of imagery. Good poem i dont think its distorted way ta write.
Bobo (Joel)
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Re: Bad Apples
(User Rating: 0 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 23rd January 2003 @ 10:28:53 AM AEST (User
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I thought that this said alot..... the things you said were so true..... good job keep writing. |
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