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Ghost of A Boy
Contributed by
Fairy
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Thursday, 12th June 2003 @ 02:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Wrapped in your security blanket of lies,
You see yourself through scared eyes.
Because you want to be different,
And know you are the same.
Do you feel ugly,
With the hate that consumes you?
Burried deep inside,
So dark and unapplealing.
Do you feel alone in your world of lies?
Trying to be kind of your grand illusion.
Inside you tell yourself you are the righteous,
And try so hard to hide the shame.
Hiding behind the lie you believe.
This mask of your tortued soul.
The shell has been cut and scratched and torn.
Preaching,
You do this for yourself.
When all you want is someone to know you are there.
You have made yourself disappear.
A memory of the flesh.
Something ethered, in inexistence.
A spirit in the hollow of your heart.
The scared little boy,
Afraid to play in the dark.
Afraid of caring and getting a broken heart.
So you hide behind the fear and lies.
Looking at the world with long, lost eyes.
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Fairy
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2003-06-12 14:05:00]
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Re: Ghost of A Boy
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by BlackFire9786 on
Thursday, 12th June 2003 @ 07:03:21 PM AEST
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| Wow this is an awesome poem, i loved it! Luv ya lotz-Lisa |
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Re: Ghost of A Boy
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by lilch4ever on
Friday, 30th January 2004 @ 09:29:36 PM AEST
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That was Wow. That was real deep. Excellent and two thumbs up :) Wonderly write just wonderful. Keep up the good work. Lovely poem. My favorite part is
"The scared little boy,
Afraid to play in the dark.
Afraid of caring and getting a broken heart.
So you hide behind the fear and lies.
Looking at the world with long, lost eyes"
I just love that part. I was vey descriptive and deep. |
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