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Pouring Rain

Contributed by WestCPunk on Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 03:42:05 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



***
I have such a dark soul hidden within
When you can see it and it's visible
The clouds roll in
And it begins to sprinkle

As the hours pass me by
My good side slowly dies
The rain continues to come down hard
I am eternally scarred

My memories hit me like lightning
This fire inside me is blazing
All this thunder is rattling my brain
And the blood has become frozen inside my veins

I appear to be so numb
This feeling inside is seldom
But the other thoughts i have, bruise me
And haunt me constantly

I'm done wishing
I'm through with hoping
There's not gonna be anymore mercy
Because I'm sick of everyone walking all over me

So as the rain pours down on my parade
I take this blade
And my emotions run free
While I walk this alley way faintly




Copyright © WestCPunk ... [ 2004-08-02 15:42:05]
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Re: Pouring Rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Alina on Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 04:32:54 PM AEST
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Emotionaly deep but great poem. I can understand your feelings for I have been there before.Keep your head held high.


Re: Pouring Rain (User Rating: 1 )
by lovespoetic0518 on Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 04:38:01 PM AEST
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great write. It's so sad when people become so numb from others. I hope this feeling fades away for you.


Kimberly :)


Re: Pouring Rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Bren on Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 06:00:51 PM AEST
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I love this poem, I can certainly relate to it as I am sure many can.
I love your stuff :)
Bren.




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