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Shattered Reflections
Contributed by
emeraldeyes
on
Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 04:02:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Mirror mirror on the wall
who will catch me when I fall
and if I wake up much too late
what kind of hell will await
black and crimson- I see red
demons scream inside my head,
Take this life you love to hate,
do it now! It's not too late...
Mirror mirror on the wall
I hate you most of all
and if I only had a knife
I'd slash your throat- take your life
black and crimson- I see red
demons scream inside my head,
Take this life you love to hate,
do it now! It's not too late...
Mirror mirror on the wall
hear my cry, hear my call
you are noone can't you see
you were never meant to be
black and crimson- I see red
demons scream inside my head,
Take this life you love to hate,
do it now! It's not too late...
Mirror mirror on the wall
I'm too weak to even crawl
I want this all to be done
finish what you've begun
black and crimson- I see red
demons scream inside my head,
Take this life you love to hate,
do it now! It's not too late......
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emeraldeyes
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2004-07-30 16:02:11] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Shattered Reflections
(User Rating: 1 ) by lovespoetic0518 on
Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 04:06:24 PM AEST (User
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very deep and dark. This was written very well. Keep them coming!
Kimberly :) |
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Re: Shattered Reflections
(User Rating: 1 ) by Alina on
Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 06:53:13 PM AEST (User
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You asked for a comment, so here it is...
This is deep and dark but a wonderful write !!
So, you wrote that you don't know where it came from..
Probably just came from you soul from some feelings that have been bottled up inside.. Keep the poems comin...
(((HUGS))) |
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