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Tasted Fear
Contributed by
SilentPwn
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Saturday, 8th May 2004 @ 06:37:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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My life is a god-awful living hell.
I cannot live this nightmare well.
I must escape far away from here.
It’s just chaos exploiting my fear.
My bracelet straps on my wrist.
It covers scars I know exist.
I cannot explain my reasons to you.
…or justify my awful clues.
I hinted to you many times
That I’ve cut, with certain cries.
Combine my tears, aches, and pain.
Hurt my immortal body with little strain.
This stains my heart, hurts it so.
It makes me think that I’m just low.
In this line, I’m always last.
Better cut ahead, before I collapse.
Border my blood shed with white paper.
Let it absorb the red substance, savored.
The demon knows my emotional state.
He’s shown me of the blood I taste.
Copyright ©
SilentPwn
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2004-05-08 18:37:26]
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Re: Tasted Fear
(User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on
Saturday, 8th May 2004 @ 07:36:11 PM AEST
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| This is such a great write! You are so good! I really felt this poem! You can talk to me anytime! |
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Re: Tasted Fear
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 9th May 2004 @ 04:35:52 PM AEST
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Wow this is very nice and the imagery here is great:
The demon knows my emotional state.
Very nice
I loved it |
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