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Bleeding My Love

Contributed by surge_joebot on Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 03:02:58 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I'm bleeding my love from pure of pure hearts.
I've hanged my head in shame, and I'll look down no longer.
Face no hell you imprison my soul.
I'll have no soul for you to rape.
Black marks on my life, heart torn and timeless.
Age of defeat and cursive dark hate.
You'll not have me, nor brake me, you cant take me.
I'm not here to exist in shallow detentions like your souls.
I'm free to feel and bleed for my long awaited ones.
Take from me this, take my words, my everlasting love of words.
Leave me here, breaking – tormenting for this bittersweet memory of he loves me not.
No love bled from emotionless details, from a single wound we take thee.
Took thee.
Come to take your slow redemption, a feeling once here, but long gone.
We've stopped breathing now and all these tears have fallen down.
The portraits painted themselves and the death of men was celebrated wide spread.
Come all, come young... corrupt your love, corrupt your mind.
Come all, come young... bleeding... dealing... feeling... loosing my love.




Copyright © surge_joebot ... [ 2004-12-27 03:02:58]
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Re: Bleeding My Love (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 05:02:41 AM AEST
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Very thought provoking write.
smiles,
emy


Re: Bleeding My Love (User Rating: 1 )
by Mangs on Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 03:29:24 PM AEST
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Beautiful write....intense and dark...loved it.

Umang.




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