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My heart, my brain, my skin and my soul

Contributed by nirvana12 on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 03:40:12 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I was having a conversation with my heart, he's on the verge of death. Because he's remained unused and he has been so abused, he's on his final breath. After he slipped into the grip of hell, I starting slipping down, towards rock bottom I fell.
Then I decided to have a chat with my brain, all he could do was cry. He said to me that he could'nt stand this life with all the stress and all the strife. He told me that he wanted to die. With this he commited suicide, he decided to go on his final ride. So on rock bottom I will reside.
With my brain dead and my heart in the same place, who else could I turn to talk to? There was still my skin, the demons of my sin, well what should I do?
Skin he was my choice, there was a slight struggle in his voice, he said that he was rotting. Love affects us all this is what he told me, without him the was barely anything.
My soul is all that is left and the demons are approaching fast. I wander what I can possibly do because I am feeling so incredibly blue, I hope this feeling does not last. My soul asked me if I was ready, right after this rock bottom opened and towards hell I fell so fast.




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Re: My heart, my brain, my skin and my soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Bruce on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 06:44:18 PM AEST
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quite a good write but if it is you, you are referring to pull yourself up and enjoy life to its fullest.


Re: My heart, my brain, my skin and my soul (User Rating: 1 )
by jenniferstein2007 on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 07:03:25 PM AEST
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Awesome!.


Re: My heart, my brain, my skin and my soul (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 10:50:59 PM AEST
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well done
excellent flow.




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