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Searching for Purity

Contributed by Living_In_My_Dream on Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 10:17:45 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



An art, a beauty of understanding,
A hate, a shame of no comprehending.

The volcano erupts,
Destroying my world in ecstasy,
Cuts that destroy my life,

And seperate me from what is real,
A solution, that can both destroy and heal.

The blade and me are one,
A sense of relief to watch my blood run.

Cleanse my heart and soul with blood,
Try to wash away the tear stains and mud.

The world keeps mocking me,
Why cant I be like blood, wild and free.

My wings are clipped, I can no longer fly,
I have no tears left to cry.

God did make me like you,
This 'art' is what I have been cursed to do.

I hate the mirror and its complextion,
In case I see more than my reflection.

Blood spilt for security,
And the endless search for purity.





Copyright © Living_In_My_Dream ... [ 2004-06-23 22:17:45]
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Re: Searching for Purity (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 06:42:24 AM AEST
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wow.. another amazing write,

pixie xx


Re: Searching for Purity (User Rating: 1 )
by xSlashXPrettyXSkinx on Friday, 25th June 2004 @ 05:32:32 AM AEST
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Such talent my friend. Good it doesnt go to waste.

Thanks for sharing this,
Lindsey


Re: Searching for Purity (User Rating: 1 )
by xxbreathlessx on Saturday, 26th June 2004 @ 11:17:21 PM AEST
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i have to say i LOVE the way u end all your poems! and this poem...omigosh i can relate to it soo much, u write so Beautiful but yet this is not such a beautiful topic..how u make it beautiful...i dunt kno...its your talent..its so awesome!




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