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bLaCk LiNeS

Contributed by little_genna on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 01:14:32 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I’m hanging by a few threads in this life,
My existence full of constant strife.
I am admired and loved from a distance,
Lord, why do I feel like your hindrance?

I am easily loved, but never up close,
It feels like no one knows.
The pain and unhappiness I feel,
Is it too well concealed?

When you look into my eyes do you see the sadness in my soul?
All I need is to be consoled.
My tears wish to fall as easily as the rain,
Leaving black mascara stains.

Black lines run down my face, removing my disguise,
The tears uncover my lies.
My fake cheerfulness, only as thick as my mask,
To get through this heartache is my task.

For the next two years this will not be possible,
True happiness looks very doubtful.
As long as I still spend time with him, without it being us,
Not feeling his soft sensual caress.

If I cannot say that I am his,
And not to feel another passionate kiss,
Why is it him that I miss?
How does he make me feel like this?

I want walk away but my heart won’t allow it,
My brain and heart feel extremely split.
My heart wants to feel the warmth of his body.
My brain thinks my heart is too dippy.

Why is it him that I miss?
How does he make me feel like this?
Why is it him that I miss?
How does he make me feel like this?

SJ

Copyright © little_genna ... [ 2004-12-11 13:14:32]
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Re: bLaCk LiNeS (User Rating: 1 )
by Doriens_Picture on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 07:50:12 PM AEST
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you know how i feel
i feel like this all the time
though i am not loved
up close or from a far
i know exactly who you are
you are an angel born to scar
lke me you are alone
i guess thats how we are
we hide our face our feeling
we wear masks that neve start peeling
never showing sings of weakness
even when we long for that kiss
i dont know why we are made to feel ilke this
go through it all and die and not be missed

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