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untitled
Contributed by
waitingintheshadows
on
Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 03:39:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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down your face
trickles one black tear.
behind your eyes
there's nothing but fear.
why is it now,
that you choose to care?
at my wrist i continue
to tear.
tracing the razor
with my own blood.
down my wrist,
there's a raging flood.
frowing in the mirror
is where i stand
i feel the warm blood
fall off my hand.
glass in my face
as the mirror breaks.
voices all around me,
as i awake.
look into my eyes
that hold so much hate.
i cant decide what's
real and what's fake.
so hold me down with
your wicked stares.
i know that someday
i'll meet you there.
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waitingintheshadows
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2005-01-27 15:39:06]
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Re: untitled
(User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on
Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 04:12:54 PM AEST
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| I would have liked it better if it had a title..That bothers me to no end when i See these post's that have no title..Other then that it read very well..A bit overdone in some areas but the subject is one that has been done a million times over. |
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Re: untitled
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by darkangeleyes57 on
Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 12:20:28 PM AEST
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Too bad there was no title.. I liked this though it was really good.. been there..
take care
christina |
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