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Sense
Contributed by
assassinatorgirl
on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 11:44:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I stroke my rage softly
Attempting to consume it
Before the lies take me over
And my emotions ruin everything again
I try to not breathe
So when I hold my breath
My brain will lose some thoughts
And I can stop thinking this way
Though I could never live up to anyone's standards
Trying to explain it
But your ears are closed
You wont even look at me
I have no chance
You are convinced
It is me
When it is you
who is understandingless
and purposeless
you act
hoping you die
Always making me cry
Shoving away my compliments
Running from the consequences of making me cry
You are afraid of me too
Like everyone.
Just because I make sense.
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assassinatorgirl
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2004-12-18 11:44:37]
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Re: Sense
(User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 11:45:18 AM AEST
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very deep and very moving, good write ,
pixie xx |
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Re: Sense
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 02:05:35 AM AEST
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"You are afraid of me too
Like everyone.
Just because I make sense."
Wow...I like those final lines. Powerful way to end a poem. |
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