violent images
Contributed by
ruby1987
on
Sunday, 14th September 2003 @ 02:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Distant relationships,
Fill hearts with hate,
Nobody for nobody,
Just jealousy on a golden plate,
Disrespect and loneliness leads to-
blood on the wrist, blood on the knife.
The whip that lashes our hearts and tears the mind,
Comes in the package of love-
Love I dare to daydream,
But its just a ***** scream,
Coz the mind recalls,
The violent images of the fire.
The fire of HELL,
I see when I dream at night,
It forces me to scream and fight,
The shaddows in my room,
now inbed in my mind.
The fire burns,
It melts into my skin,
Its the illusion of sin inflicted upon the jaded youth.
The truth loves to lie,
So we embrace it,
Wrong is disguised as right,
so we trace it.
As I get closer,
Love turns to hurricane out my life,
Nowhere to be found.
Alone and cold,
The violent images arise again,
Standing me infront of a mirror gazing into oblivion,
Desolate angel preaches put down the GUN and put down the Smak,
Put down the Gun and put down the Smak,
Put down the Gun and put down the Smak...
***** that,
Keep crying aching on the floor,
No one understands,
The FIRE, the PAIN, the ADDICTION-
Not the accolyte or the Priest.
For days,
I lay in the cold, cold snow outside,
But still the violent images of fire seep through,
The burning inside continues,
Coz theres no ***** love or peace within!
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ruby1987
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2003-09-14 14:05:00]
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