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Flowing Crimson
Contributed by
frmpoison2static
on
Monday, 19th July 2004 @ 07:49:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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stab this knife into my back, and twist it slowly so my heart can feel the blade, thrust it in and twist it further so my bleeding heart is in your sweaty palms.
pouring she is crying, look to the sky... cut your wrist, let this crimson flow over my cold veins. drip this crimson over a funeral for the lost youth.
what the hell were they thinking, this funeral is so under-rated. how did the time of the clouds suddenly stop, when this blade was still sharp.
remind to stop once it flows down to my dead hands. im getting dizzy, im starting to feel happy for once.
i love life, i love you,suicide is only for the weak and dumb. but you were too blind to see, so know im here crying this saline over your casket.
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2004-07-19 19:49:18] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Flowing Crimson
(User Rating: 1 ) by CrimsonTears on
Monday, 19th July 2004 @ 07:54:52 PM AEST (User
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very nice poem...i like it alot....great work
Lots of Love
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