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Am I The Disease?

Contributed by Asatru on Wednesday, 30th July 2003 @ 07:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Bordum seeps into my mind,
Throw mine eyes,
Hurting the lungs,
Draining the heart,
Hearing what you know isn't there,
Ears bleeding from the noise,
That noise of emptyness,
A noise that doesn't exist,
Noises that come from an empty room,
Eventually you give in,
You yell back,
Screaming at what seems a wall to others,
But you know someone is there,
You know your not the only one there,
You know,
Know nothing and everything are the same,
Hearts blood on the ground,
They only tell you a word for it,
A word for that sacred blood,
Blood so sacred you only choose few to show it to,
Few to drink it and taste it,
Rambling on and on to them,
All you get is that ONE word,
No,
No they don't love you,
Why would they?
Why the hell should they?
You've only loved them since you say them,
Loved their beauty,
But not just of their body,
Of their mind,
And their soul,
You love them,
Not just their looks,
You could care less about them,
There soul and mind drive you so crazy,
So crazy that when you talk to them you are driven mad,
Mad of curiosity,
Of,
Of thinking what their thinking,
Being inspired every time,
But they don't love you,
So none of it matter...
You can love them still,
But would it help you now?
Would it really matter?
Help the helpless,
But don't lie to him,
For if you lie to me,
It'll only hurt more,
I'm hurting either way because of this,
But I'm hurting now of the truth,
And a lie would hurt so much worse,
Don't lie to me,
Just think and tell me the truth,
Tell me if that love is there or not,
For I have never asked,
I love you Mind, your Beauty, and your Soul,
But whether or not I love you I do not know,
Do I?
What do you think?
If those three things aren't you,
What more is there to love?
I am not lying,
And hope you won't,
So tell me now,
Do you love me?
Do you like me in the slightest?
Am I even there in your dream?
Or am I just your disease?

Copyright © Asatru ... [ 2003-07-30 07:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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